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C274

Li Ye did not know Wu He's name, but with the great achievement of assassinating Prince Xian of the Left, Li Ye knew who the thin scholar was.

Enduring humiliation and bearing the burden — — Military advisor.

Hiding under Prince Xian of the Left for almost a decade, not only did he steal all the important secrets of Ling Bei, he also helped the Great Wei to resist Ling Bei. If it weren't for the fact that Godly Doctor Hua Jing Sheng happened to pass by, Prince Xian of the Left of Ling Bei would have replaced him.

Li Ye had always thought that Wu He was a common chivalrous expert. However, after seeing the last person, Li Ye's impression of him completely changed.

The man in front of him was weak and was wearing a blue scholarly robe. His thin hands were hidden under the robe. He looked like a scholar who was familiar with the classics. He definitely could not be associated with a murderous spy.

Wu He was slightly stunned, his hands trembling as he took the tea from Li Ye.

The moment he took the tea, Li Ye grabbed Wukhe's hand and said softly, "A pair of trembling hands is not suitable for killing. Mister should have left long ago. Drink this cup of tea and sir will leave."

Wu He's body trembled, and the teacup in his hand almost became unsteady. If it wasn't for Li Ye holding it, the tea in his hand would not have been left intact.

Yes, he should have left a long time ago. Over ten years of espionage had made him very emotional. He missed his land in Great Wei, and he also missed his wife and children.

More than ten years of great youth had been wasted like this. More than ten years of great youth was like a millstone that had been grinded to the point of turning a young girl into a yellow-faced old lady.

He also knew that Qingzhou was very chaotic recently. The rebellion of the Prince of Peace made him even more worried about his wife. He already had the thought of returning home, but this place was … Heaven Seizing Eagle! Since this was a place where life was at stake, how could he just leave like that?

Although his heart was beating wildly against his expectations, Wu He still said the most powerless words, "My life is not mine …"

After living in the northern part of the Mt. Ling for almost a decade, Wu He's words were still devoid of emotion. The emphasis in his words was faintly laced with the accent of Qingzhou.

"It's been more than ten years since she last saw her father." Hearing the dialect of his hometown, Li Ye couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions. He also remembered a family member in Qingzhou.

Li Ye came back to his senses, looked at Wu He and said gently, "Since you and I are from the same village, I will do you a favor. After drinking this cup of tea, I will go do what you want and set up a private school."

"..." "Thank you." Wu He suddenly raised his head and looked at Li Ye. Tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes.

A man does not shed tears easily, but only because he is not sorrowful.

"Sir, have some tea." Li Ye let go of his hand and stepped back. He calmly looked at Wu He, as if he had nothing to say or to do. It was as if all of this was the outburst of Wu He's emotions.

But these spies were not idiots. Of course they knew what Li Ye said to Wu He. They just didn't know what Li Ye said to Wu He that made this seven foot tall man cry like a child.

Li Ye's heart was not as calm as it seemed. He could not help but think of his future. Did he want Wu He too, so he could not go back?

He didn't spend too much time thinking and quickly regained his composure, calmly looking at Yu Meiyin, smiling as he took the plate from her hands and slowly stepped forward.

He stood in front of Zuo Shanshan and smiled at the stubborn old man.

He smiled and said, "Old senior, please tell me which hero is Qin Yang."

Zuo Shanshan was stunned. He thought Li Ye came over for some reason, but didn't expect it to be these. He was getting more and more dissatisfied with Li Ye. How could he not know what his subordinates looked like when he was in charge of the Heaven Stealing Eagle? He blew out a breath of air from his nose, pointed at a middle-aged man dressed like a merchant behind him and said, "That's him!"

Li Ye thanked Zuo Shanshan respectfully and walked towards Qin Yang with the plate.

He wanted to know why Li Ye was carrying an empty plate and was even more dissatisfied with the fragrance coming from Li Ye's body. He muttered: "It's not like she's a girl, why is she so fragrant?"

He wasn't willing to be separated from Li Ye. His words landed exactly in Li Ye's ears, and even Qin Yang, who was in front of Li Ye, heard it.

Not only did his expression change slightly, fearing that the young man would suddenly be angered, Li Ye merely smiled, as if he hadn't heard anything.

"He can endure, but he has a shrewd mind." Qin Yang immediately made a judgment about Li Ye.

"Ruthless, merciless!" Qin Yang looked at Li Ye's dark green eyes and added in his heart.

The eyes were the window to the soul. Through Li Ye's eyes, Qin Yang discovered something else.

Having been a businessman for so many years, Qin Yang naturally had the ability to recognize people. He only felt that this young man in front of him was different from all the other young men he had met.

This young man had a murderous aura around him, and his killing intent was no weaker than a spy's!

The young man in front of him was probably a spy as well.

"Mr. Qin, what are you looking at?" Li Ye squinted his eyes and asked Qin Yang in a low voice.

Qin Yang woke up from his thoughts and immediately replied: "Nothing, just guessing your age."

"What's there to guess about? This kid isn't worth Teacher's attention. Mister should be concerned about something else." Li Ye laughed.

Qin Yang asked: "What are you concerned about?"

"The tea in my hand!" Li Ye smiled and returned, placing the empty plate in front of Qin Yang.

"This?" Qin Yang's face was red. It was all because of anger!

Zuo Shanshan recommended three people, Zheng Hou, Wu He, who drank tea from Zheng Hou just now, and Wu He, who couldn't drink tea from Qin Yang?

Wasn't this slapping him in the face in front of everyone?

Qin Yang's face was ashen, the politeness in his tone was gone. He asked coldly: "Can I treat it as your humiliation?"

"No, this is a reward for you." Li Ye continued to exaggerate, as if he was afraid that Qin Yang would not explode.

Lei Zi Jin, who was watching on the side, felt his heart skip a beat. He held his chair and stood up, looking at Qin Yang worriedly.

Although Qin Yang was a scholar and merchant, his previous cultivation was not one bit weaker than Zheng Hou's, and his temper was not better than Lei Zi's.

Although he hadn't heard about Qin Yang's rampage recently, his foundation was still there. If he wanted to kill this cripple Li Ye, Lei Zisheng wouldn't be able to save him.

Years of self-restraint suppressed Qin Yang's bad temper. His temper that he had nurtured for so many years was actually ruined by a junior with just a few words.

Should he say that the younger generations are fearsome, or should he say that … What's the point?

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