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That black-clothed person looked at me and smiled. "It seems that you aren't stupid!" Then why don't you take the opportunity when you see it right in front of your eyes?

When I saw that he had given up on competing with me, my heart eased a little. I let out a long breath and said, "It's not that I want to be in a hurry." Although my foster father, Master Wang, nominated me to be the Sect Leader, everyone who knew the inside story of the gang knew that the position of Sect Leader was called Little Flower. My foster father was also very shrewd and was afraid that I would complain, so he gave me a title. He told me to keep my mouth shut and let the rest of the gang know that he was a man of his word.

The man nodded, then suddenly turned to me and said, Didn't you get rid of the people in your way?

Hearing his words, I jumped in fright. No matter how ruthless I, Yang Er, am, I have never had the thought of killing Little Shou Hua and my foster father. If I am discovered, then I will be doomed forever!

The man laughed at my words, and when I saw him laughing, I asked, Is my words so funny?

He pointed at me and said, It looks like you're just a person who looks smart on the surface, but you're actually a big idiot!

I looked at him in surprise and said, Do I really look that bad?

He gave a hollow laugh and said, Do you still feel good about yourself? I think you have wasted your many years in the martial arts world! Now let me give you some pointers. Would you like to hear it?! He looked at me sincerely.

I was stunned, thinking: Who the hell wants you to teach me! But I was bored to be alone in my room, and I saw no ill will in him, and with a feeling of loneliness I was going to let him go on, so I said to him: Speak!

When the man saw that I was hesitating, he seemed dissatisfied with my indecision, and said angrily: I am teaching you that you do not seem willing! I say, young people, don't not know what's good for you!

I looked at his aggressive appearance and immediately reneged on my promise to keep him here and listen to his boasting, but I didn't want to drag him away now, so I could only pretend to nod and say, The master's words are really profound! I am all ears!

The man sat down on one and picked up a cup of tea. Then he turned and undid his mask and drank a cup of tea. You have to remember: All this is for your own good! Because once you become the Sect Leader, you will be above tens of thousands of people! Then you can do whatever you want! How glorious it is for the tens of thousands of members of the gang to listen to your commands!

I listened to him, then asked: You are so wholeheartedly planning for me, do I not have any good for you when I become a Sect Master?

When the man heard my question, he was stunned for a moment. He looked at me and said, "I wish you would become the Sect Master. I might be able to benefit from this. Otherwise, what can I do for you here?"

I can see that this person speaks frankly, unlike some other people, who do things behind the scenes. I continued, So what do you want me to do when I become a Sect Leader? What if I ignore you after becoming a Sect Master?!

The man laughed again, and then said: You have a plan, haven't I ever taken the stairs? I was afraid that you would go back on your word, because I had absolute confidence that I would come looking for you.

I saw that the man, though of unknown origin, certainly did not look simple, so I said to him: Tell me, then, what would you have asked me to do if I had promised you the position of Sect Master?

When he saw me ask this question, the man thought I would answer him, and his eyes lit up. He turned his face to mine and said, "You agreed to this?" Then the eyes stared at me so hard that I began to feel scared!

I cleared my throat, picked up the mood of embarrassment, and said, That's what I asked! I just don't know where you got the confidence to help me become the Sect Leader?

The man chuckled softly, and then said: "The mountaineer has his own brilliant plan, so you don't need to ask so many questions! As long as you agree, this matter can immediately start!

It's so simple. Why don't you call it a flower? I asked curiously. And if you chose him, you wouldn't have to spend so much effort!

The man rolled his eyes at me, sighed, and said: If it's as simple as you think it is, why am I still talking to you? He is too proud, always put some morality on the mouth, I hate this kind of people! I like honest people, like you!

I knew he was putting me on a high pedestal, just to get me to agree to become the leader of the gang, and then I was a puppet, and he had a way of manipulating me behind the scenes. My heart was as clear as a mirror. Although I was somewhat swayed by his words, I still had a big question in my mind that I had yet to resolve. I pondered over and over again whether or not I should ask him, and whether or not he would speak to me.

He looked at me for a long time without saying anything. Then he said, 'It seems that you have something in your heart that you haven't said yet.

When I heard him say this, I was flustered. This guy seemed to be able to see through me. I looked up into his eyes, and since I couldn't see his face, I could only guess from his eyes what he was thinking. At this moment, I saw a trace of disdain in his eyes, as if he was saying: Little brat, how could you escape from my eyes?!

I said to him, How do you know I still have something on my mind to say?

The man smiled disdainfully, then said: "Everyone looks at people differently. I see you are hesitating there, because you haven't opened your heart to me yet. That's why you are acting like this!" Say it, what do you want to ask me!

Seeing him so strong, he had to tell the truth. I didn't know that you were plotting against the gang, but did you have anything to do with it?

The man's eyes narrowed when I asked him that question, and his chest heaved up and down. I went straight to his sore spot. I even heard him gritting his teeth. His stomach was looking off to the side, and his breathing was heavy, and for a moment he pounded his hand on the table and stood up, then walked twice in quick circles around the room as if he were possessed. I was a little frightened when I saw him like this. Because I am not his opponent, if his mood changed, then how can I resist it!

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