The new mission of the CEO of the Miraculous Doctor after traveling through time

Nie Bo hurriedly returned from the fairyland. His former high spirits were gone, leaving only resentment and sadness in his heart. He was like a broken-winged evil spirit, rushing around in the Demon Palace, venting his endless anger.

"You came to see my son in all fairness, why are you acting like that thief, so cowardly!" Nie Bo screamed, and smashed the magic palace utensils within reach with his hands. Under his rage, those valuable objects were either broken to the ground or cracked. The brilliance that once shone on them was now dimmed into a desperate silence. The candlelight in the hall was almost extinguished by his evil wind, just like his precarious fate.

"My lord, what happened to you?" Upon hearing the noise, the military advisor hurried over with a worried look on his face. His steps were urgent but cautious, for fear of angering Nie Bo, who was like a mad beast at the moment.

"Get out of here! Don't let me see you, I don't want to see anyone!" Nie Bo's eyes were red, like a ghost who was choosing people to eat, veins popped out of his neck, and saliva splashed out with his roar. Seeing this, the military advisor shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Hey, with this look, I'm afraid he has gone crazy." After that, he slowly retreated, leaving Nie Bo alone in this messy hall, being ruthlessly swallowed by the tide of loneliness and regret.

Once upon a time, Nie Bo had many brave generals and counselors under his command, and the Demon Palace was crowded with people. But now, he has been deserted by everyone, and those who once swore to follow him have disappeared without a trace, like fallen leaves swept away by the autumn wind. He looked at the room full of piles of gold, silver, treasures, rare antiques, and handed-down calligraphy and paintings. These things that made him proud and show off his power in the past have now become the most bitter mockery. "Humph, what's the use of these things now? The people around me have abandoned me one by one. Can gold and silver warm people's hearts? Can calligraphy and paintings relieve loneliness?" Nie Bo laughed at himself, and his laughter echoed in the empty hall, startling waves of gloomy echoes, revealing a deep sadness.

"No, I can't just sit there and wait for death. I must get my children back!" Nie Bo clenched his fists fiercely, his knuckles turning white, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. "Sunny, that girl has been a sweet little cotton-padded jacket since she was young. She loves me the most. I will go find her first." Thinking of this, Nie Bo seemed to be injected with a shot of cardiotonic. He immediately cheered up, ordered the remaining troops to gather, sharpened their knives, and rushed towards the capital of the Shang Kingdom. Wherever the horses' hooves stepped, smoke and dust rolled, just like a ferocious black dragon pouncing on its prey.

In the capital of Shang, the battle line was set in front of the city gate. General Ling Feng, wearing heavy armor and holding a spear, stood majestically in front of the battle line. Behind him, pregnant Sanni looked pale, with worry and reluctance in her eyes. She clutched the corner of her clothes tightly, veins on the back of her hands were visible, her body was trembling slightly, and she looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in the distance - Nie Bo. The loving face of her father in the past and the murderous look in front of her kept interweaving, which made her heartbroken.

"Sunny, come back with daddy!" Nie Bo rode his horse forward a few steps and shouted loudly, his voice filled with urgency and unquestionableness.

"Nie Bo! You are so bold that you dare to invade the border of our Shang Kingdom. What you did today will make you die without a burial place!" General Ling Feng held his spear horizontally, with the tip of the spear flashing with cold light, pointing directly at Nie Bo. His voice was like a bell and his momentum was like a mountain. The soldiers behind him shouted in unison, and the sound waves were like a tidal wave, as if to crush Nie Bo and his party.

Sunny's eyelashes were filled with tears, and her eyes were full of pleading: "Dad, if you still care about our past friendship and still want to be a good person, then you should mend your ways and withdraw this. Your rash actions will only make your loved ones sad and your enemies happy." Her voice was weak and choked with pregnancy, and her tears pierced Nie Bo's heart.

"No! I can't lose you again, my men, charge!" Nie Bo gritted his teeth and gave the order resolutely. He swung the long sword in his hand, and the demon army rushed forward like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey. The shouts of killing instantly shook the sky. The two sides engaged in hand-to-hand combat. For a moment, swords and sabers flashed, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the battlefield seemed like Asura's purgatory.

When the King of Shang heard that his beloved daughter was in trouble, he was extremely anxious and rushed to the rescue with his personal guards. He was wearing a dragon robe and although he was old, he still had the majesty of a king. He rushed into the battle formation to protect Sunny.

The King of Shang rushed to the front of the battle in a panic. His eyes first fell on his daughter, Sunny. Seeing her face full of panic and trembling body, he felt distressed and angry. He didn't have time to comfort his daughter. He strode towards Nie Bo. The majesty of a king around him seemed like a sharp blade. His hair and beard were all erected. He shouted angrily: "Nie Bo, you once had a great reputation, but now you are so stubborn that you provoke war for your own selfish desires and harm innocent people!"

Nie Bo was shocked by the momentum, but he still stiffened his neck, held his long sword across, and responded: "Lord, all I want is to be reunited with my daughter. If you return Sunny to me, I will withdraw my troops. Why bother with a war!" At this time, the shouting and killing on the battlefield was deafening, and the smell of blood was everywhere, but the brief confrontation between the two seemed to have a quiet and tense atmosphere.

The king sneered, his eyes flashing like lightning: "Hmph, do you think kidnapping people's children and invading our territory are things that can be easily forgiven? Although Sunny grew up by your side, she has long drawn a clear line between herself and you, a devil. Don't dream of this!" After that, the king thrust his sword straight into Nie Bo's throat. His sword moves were sharp, with the courage of a royal family and the determination to protect his daughter.

Nie Bo dodged sideways and slashed with the long sword in his hand. The sound of metal collision resounded. The two fought back and forth, and their figures appeared and disappeared in the blood mist. After several rounds of fierce fighting, Nie Bo was eager to break through the defense line and get close to Sunny. His moves became more and more fierce but lost their order. The king saw the flaw and made a feint, with the tip of his sword directly approaching Nie Bo's chest. Nie Bo frantically parried and stumbled. When he tried to block with force, his long sword was picked up by the king's sword, changing direction and moving forward out of control.

The king was unable to dodge, and the sharp sword pierced deeply into his chest with a "whoosh". Nie Bo's eyes widened, his face full of panic and regret. He wanted to stop, but it was too late. He could only watch the king's body shake, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and the long sword in his hand clanged to the ground. He fell down with the unfinished protection for his daughter. Nie Bo stood there in a daze, the noise of the battlefield seemed to fade away in an instant, leaving only his heavy breathing and heartbeat, roaring like a death knell.

In the melee, Nie Bo was blood-curdling, his swordplay was messy but powerful, and he met the king on a narrow road. After a few moves, he missed the king and the long sword in Nie Bo's hand stabbed into the king's chest. At that moment, time seemed to freeze. Nie Bo's eyes widened, his face full of horror, watching the blood gushing out of the king's chest, staining the bright yellow dragon robe red. The king slowly fell down, his eyes still showing worry for his daughter and attachment to his country.

"I...I..." Nie Bo hurriedly drew back his sword, at a loss, looking at the king in a pool of blood. His past ambitions instantly melted away, leaving only endless fear and regret. At this time, the soldiers of the Shang Kingdom were filled with grief and anger, and the offensive became more and more fierce. Nie Bo woke up from his dream and hurriedly ordered the troops to return to the camp. He fled in a panic amid the rain of arrows and the deafening curses. After this battle, the last possibility of recognition between him and his adopted daughter Sunny was completely extinguished like a candle in the wind, leaving only a fate soaked in blood and tears, which rose and fell in the long river of time and became the world's after-dinner sigh.