I'm a Buddhist foster child

When I came down, it wasn't calm, like a pool of stagnant water that wouldn't fluctuate, and said lightly: "I'm already a dead person. If I don't have a family or a country, what's the point to me?"

Xiao Cen couldn't hold back, and said, "Xiao Yan! What kind of bastard are you talking about?! You attracted Mr. Chen, but now you are saying such bastard words! Even if you die, you have no face to face my Daliang's row Ancestors!"

Yang Jian raised his hand and said, "I said before, I won't kill you, and I still haven't changed my mind, but..."

Yang Jian smiled faintly and said: "Death is inevitable, but life is inevitable. If you don't agree to fight the water battle for me, then it's easy to handle. I will send you... to be a servant of the King of Hejian."

"Servant...servant?" Hejian Wang Xiaocen was startled when he was called suddenly, and looked at Yang Jian in surprise.

Yang Jian nodded slightly, and said: "That's right, aren't you at odds? Isn't there a gap? I will reward Xiao Yan to you, whether you let him carry water to feed the horses, wash and cook, or let him Sweep the floor and warm the bed, whatever you want."

Xiao Cen: "..." Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

Yang Jian squinted his eyes and stared at Anping Wang Xiaoyan in the prison, and said: "I just want to break your backbone and humiliate your arrogance. Aren't you a dead person? Dead people don't need these things. Let's see if you will." It is unknown which day it will cheat the corpse and bring the dead back to life."

Yang Guang: "..." Father is still... vicious as always.