Elf, I am really a farmer

General Zhou looked at his eldest son Zhou Li, who lowered his head, and the anger in his heart gradually subsided.

He knew very well that Zhou Li was not to blame for this. The reason why he was angry was because of that cunning Zhang Zhu.

He took a deep breath and tried to make his tone gentle.

General Zhou frowned slightly, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, let's just forget about it. It's not your fault. It's mainly my fault. I didn't expect that guy to escape."

As he spoke, he waved his hand as if to dispel this annoying thing.

His eyes fell on Zhou Li. This 33-year-old son was already very capable. If it weren't for him, he might have become one of the organization's twelve generals long ago.

Zhou Li heaved a sigh of relief when he heard his father's words, but he still hurriedly said, "Father, I didn't do it well. I wish I could have started a few days earlier."

His eyes were full of self-blame, his brows were furrowed, and he didn't dare to look his father in the eye.

General Zhou shook his head, frowning even more tightly, with helplessness in his eyes:

"It would be useless if we called him a few days earlier. He would definitely get suspicious and run away. It's not your fault."

His voice was low and steady as he tried to comfort his son.

After that, he was silent for a while, as if thinking, and then slowly said: “This time when you come back, just stay at home for a few more days.

Go see how your brother's training is going when you have time.

He's already this old, but he still doesn't have a king-level Pokémon. It seems like I've been too lenient with him.

Go over and tell him later that if his Night Demon Spirit hasn't broken through to the Heavenly King level in a month, don't come back."

His eyes became stern, revealing his dissatisfaction with his youngest son.

Zhou Li nodded quickly and said, "Okay, father, I understand."

His voice was firm, knowing that his father's decision could not be changed.

General Zhou nodded slightly, indicating that Zhou Li could leave.

Zhou Li then slowly turned around and left the room with heavy steps.

He knew that although his father did not blame him, the failure of this mission still made his father a little disappointed. He secretly made up his mind to perform well in the future.

General Zhou looked at Zhou Li's departing back, sighed softly, and sat back in the armchair.

He rubbed his temples and thought about Wen Qi again.

His eyes became deep, and he thought to himself: "This Wen Qi seems to be really extraordinary. Even the barbarian general couldn't escape from him."

His brows were furrowed, and his eyes showed both curiosity and fear.

He leaned back in his chair, tapping the armrests with his fingers, and thought of Chyi Chin again:

"I really want to ask Qi Qin, Wen Qi is so strong, and even the barbarian generals didn't escape, what method did he use to escape? It's incredible."

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

In fact, he didn't know that it was because Hu Di underestimated the enemy and was taken advantage of by the enemy, and Wen Qi was also careless, which allowed Qi Qin to escape.

"I'm afraid the barbarian general is in danger now. He disappeared from Wenqi's place and is probably dead."

General Zhou shuddered when he thought of this, "This way, Wen Qi will be even harder to provoke. His strength is too terrifying."

A hint of fear flashed in his eyes, his brows furrowed even tighter, and a look of worry appeared on his face.

"What about Wenqi's life energy? How can I get it? Do I really need to report it to Pluto?"

General Zhou stood up and paced back and forth in the room, with a confused look in his eyes.

He put his hands behind his back and walked quickly, and he seemed to hear his heavy heartbeat with every step.

“Pluto usually doesn’t take care of things, but once he comes across valuable resources, he becomes insatiable.

If I report Wenqi's matter, I probably won't even be able to drink soup in the end."

He gritted his teeth, a hint of unwillingness flashing in his eyes.

Suddenly, he stopped, as if he had thought of something: "I heard that Wen Qi runs a shop, I wonder if he will sell those life energies?

If he is willing to sell it, can I buy it?

If you can solve it with money, you don’t have to take the risk of robbing. "

A glimmer of expectation flashed in General Zhou's eyes. He touched his chin and felt that although this idea was unreliable, there was no better way at the moment.

“After all, how could he sell such a precious resource so easily?

But it doesn't hurt to try. Even if he disagrees, I won't lose anything. If it succeeds, I'll make a lot of money."

There was a hint of luck on his face, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

But a new problem arises: who should be sent to talk to Wen Qi?

He sat back in his armchair and fell into deep thought.

“Of course the best candidate is my youngest son Zhou Zhen, but this is risky and we can’t let him go.

I can't let my eldest son take any risks either. He is my dearest child, and I can't let him take any risks. Besides, the fewer people who know about this, the better."

He frowned and looked around the room, thinking about the right person.

"It seems that the only person who can go is Qi Qin, but will sending him anger Wen Qi?

Qi Qin said before that he had fought with Wen Qi, and although he did not cause any losses to the other party, they were still enemies after all.

Letting Chyi Chin go doesn’t seem like a good choice either.”

General Zhou scratched his hair irritably, his eyes full of confusion. He was deeply distressed by this dilemma. The whole room was filled with his uneasiness and hesitation.

General Zhou tossed and turned in his armchair, weighing various possibilities in his mind.

It’s not that he didn’t consider going to find Wen Qi himself, but when he thought about the current situation, his brows furrowed.

He stood up and paced back and forth in the dim room, muttering, "The Alliance is making constant moves, and the organization has to be on guard all the time. As a general, how can I leave at this time?"

His footsteps were heavy and hurried, each step was filled with helplessness and irritability, and the soles of his shoes made a rustling sound as they rubbed against the ground.

He looked towards the door and began to ponder the pros and cons of sending Qi Qin there.

He stopped, put his hand on his forehead, and looked worried: "Send Qi Qin? Will this kid be willing?

Even if he is willing, he and Wen Qi have a grudge, and Wen Qi is not easy to mess with. If Wen Qi gets angry and beats him up, it will be troublesome. "

His voice was low and with a hint of anxiety, his brows were furrowed into a deep "川" shape.

Then, he thought of his youngest son and shook his head helplessly: "My youngest son is not strong enough and is busy with his breakthrough. I can't rely on him."

General Zhou sat back on the armchair, sighed deeply, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes: "It seems that we can only let our eldest son Zhou Li go.

Although I am reluctant to let him take risks again, there is no better way now."

His eyes were a little dim, and he tapped his hands lightly on the armrest, lost in thought.

“According to the information we have collected, Wen Qi does not seem to be a ruthless person. He did not kill the three bounty hunters before.

It seems that as long as we are polite and courteous, there shouldn’t be any big problems.”

General Zhou nodded slightly, as if to cheer himself up, and his frown relaxed a little.