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"Have you finished reading it?" Li Ye lightly said. He seemed to have no interest in everything the old man said.

Old Liang narrowed his eyes and slowly said, "You're not surprised at my identity at all?"

"It has nothing to do with me. What am I surprised about?" Li Ye rolled his eyes at him and lowered his head. His trembling fingers were the only thing exposing the sudden change in his heart.

"If I capture him, will my arrest warrant be cancelled?" A fiery look flashed in Li Ye's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

He was powerless!

Although he knew that this old man's identity was shocking, what did he, who had no strength, dare to do?

Regardless of whether or not he could withstand the attacks of Jiang and Huyan He, just this old man's ability to withstand the bounty on his head and still dare to come here and peacefully play chess was something that the old man's power in the Great Wei Empire could not think about.

At that time, the one who will die first will definitely be him!

Li Ye did not dare to make any rash moves, so he could only pretend to be indifferent in order to hide the fire in his heart.

"You want my head?" He opened his hand and said to Li Ye, "My head is more expensive than yours, but if you expose your identity, you will die with me. The importance of your identity is not inferior to mine."

Li Ye was silent for a moment, and then he nodded silently. He also realized that something was wrong with his identity. Among those criminals who had committed treason, although Li Ye's reward was not particularly high, his attention was indeed unparalleled.

None of the treason crimes would have allowed Xie Feiyu to personally go on stage.

"Eh? Have you found out something about your identity? " The old man cried out in surprise. He smiled and said, "You should know after walking so many places."

"You've seen the Duke of Zhao?" He must have told you something? " The old man glanced at Li Ye and slowly said, "How is he now? Are you all right? Or a table and chair for one person with four people? "

Li Ye nodded, shook his head, and mumbled, "I've seen him, he's in pretty good shape."

"It's still better to be stubborn …" After a long sigh, the old man reflected on the fickleness of the world.

Li Ye turned his head away and did not want to look back at the old man with the vicissitudes of life. He had a feeling that if he continued, something would happen that he did not want to encounter.

Seeing that Li Ye did not answer his question, the old man smiled and said to himself, "Forty years ago, we were the best people in the world. I was the representative of the Northern Scholars, and Old Zhao was the representative of the Southern Scholars. Old Lei is the peak of the northern martial artists, your master is the peak of the southern martial artists.

The old man didn't pay attention to the yearning on Li Ye's face. He looked up at the sky and sighed, "Those years were the years for the four of us to rule the world. Wherever we passed, we were respected. Even the Emperor had to be respectful to us."

Li Ye's expression was lifeless, and disbelief was written all over his face: "Of the four chairs, one was prepared for you?" That chair wasn't for my grandmother? "

"Yes or no, it was originally prepared for me, then it was prepared for your grandmother." Old Liang heaved a long sigh, and slowly spoke out the truth that Li Ye wanted to tell him: "At that time, my relationship with them was as good as gold and stone. Every time we met, we would talk at night, and in order not to get tired, we would prepare four chairs.

"But it changed later on …" Li Ye had already guessed what the old man was going to say, so he replied indifferently.

"Yes, it changed." Old Liang sighed and muttered, "But because of an accident, I chose a path that was the complete opposite of theirs. From then on, it has nothing to do with me.

"You chose Ling Bei. My master and Grandpa Zhao chose Wei." Li Ye said.

The old man shook his head and said in a deep voice, "I choose the people of Ling Bei. They chose the Great Wei Aristocrat Clan."

"… …." "Maybe."

Old Liang did not hastily refute Li Ye's words. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the two onlookers. He said coldly, "Old Jiang, let's go!"

After receiving the order, Old Jiang stopped watching the show and slowly said to Gongsun Lingmu with an ashen face, "Miss, please!"

Gongsun Lingmu gave Li Ye and Old Liang a deep look, reluctantly turning her head. With each step, she slowly left the chess game.

She wanted to finish the game, but someone didn't want her to.

She could deny face to many people, but in front of this old man, she did not want to, and did not dare to.

After all, this seemingly benevolent person was old, and his hands were stained with the blood of countless people.

Within the blood, there were those from Ling Bei and those from Wei.

There were commoners and nobles.

There were strangers and family members …

Old Liang glanced at Li Ye and took out an inky black token from his waist. He placed it in front of Li Ye and slowly said, "Originally, you alone bore the responsibility of your father. Now, you may have to shoulder the responsibility of a senior."

That command medallion was as black as ink, without a single trace of other colors. On the pitch-black command medallion, a large eagle with its eyes closed was carved.

Li Ye asked doubtfully, "This is?"

"This medallion can command one of the Northern Hawks, the strongest and most secretive one." The old man slowly said, as if he was talking about something extremely small.

"Why did you give it to me?" Even if he gave his strongest and most powerful spy to someone he had just met, Li Ye wouldn't be able to do something like this. There had to be something behind all this. Li Ye couldn't be completely at ease with this old man.

"Didn't your master tell you?" The old man glanced at Li Ye and lightly said, "This thing belongs to Master, I just returned it to you."

Li Ye cried out in surprise. He was filled with disbelief at the old man's shocking words. "The Lingbei Eagle was created by my master?"

"Only this one is." The old man nodded, "But this branch is extremely useful for the establishment of the Northern Ridge Eagle."

Li Ye's eyes were filled with disbelief. With a trembling voice, he said, "My master helped you?!"

"Surprised?" The old man let out a breath and murmured, "The four of us have never been good people. We've done too many heinous things."

The old man's words were enough to subvert the idea that Li Ye had built up since he was young. Li Ye really didn't want to listen to the old man; he didn't want to listen to the old man at all, but the old man's sincere eyes made Li Ye have no choice but to believe.

Green Bamboo, Liu Fenglin was never a good person?

He helped Lingbei create Lingbei's Northern Eagle?

He founded a branch of the Lingbei Eagle?

If he was such a person, then what did he count for? Is treason a wrong thing?