As Zhang Tie's son, the moment Zhang Chenglei opened his mouth, he didn't have any scruples at all. He looked straight into Zhang Tie's eyes and spoke out his mind.
"Father, after coming back, you've killed Old Man Taiyi and Grand Master Shenkong in Taixia Country and suppressed the top three sects. Additionally, you've destroyed three major camps of demons, killed 4 sage-level demon knights and killed over 100,000 demon knights and numerous demon corps. Father, you almost reversed the entire situation of the holy war alone and turned the tide. Such a meritorious deed is unprecedented. Even Emperor Xuanyuan couldn't match you. Additionally, father cultivates the unrivaled emperor-level classic Infinite King Roc Sutra. In this world, although there are numerous human and demon powerhouses, none of them could match you, father!"
"Emperor Xuanyuan once said that the so-called emperor doesn't mean the supreme power; instead, it means the supreme responsibility to protect Taixia Country and humans. The one who could shoulder this responsibility is an emperor. Although father doesn't have the power of an emperor, you've already shouldered the responsibility of an emperor. Each of your movements will attract the attention of the world. If father intends to enter Xuanyuan Hill, you would definitely have more supporters than opponents!"
"Is that so?" Zhang Tie said indifferently without giving an affirmative or negative answer.
"Father, although you didn't receive too many guests in recent months, many heads of major clans across Taixia Country who cooperated with Jinwu Business Group have contacted you and hinted that they would definitely stand on your side if you enter Xuanyuan Hill …" After hearing his eldest son's words, Zhang Tie remained calm; however, he felt a bit complex inside.
Actually, Zhang Tie had long known about these things. Actually, not only these major clans, even Heavens Fortune Sect, Demons-kill Valley, Cheng Honglie and Lu Dingzhi had hinted and expressed their attitudes. The change of attitudes of major clans, major sects, provincial governors and governors of Taixia Country didn't mean that they flattered those in power. In the final analysis, Taixia Country didn't belong to only one family. Commoners had their own interests; major clans had their own interests; sects had their own interests; officials had their own interests. At this moment, all these classes and interest groups focused on the same point — — to defeat demons!
Only by defeating demons could commoners survive; major clans could continue to be major clans; major sects could continue to exist; Hua people and Taixia Country could continue to exist; officials could continue to hold power and receive high salaries; each person's life, family's honor or disgrace, even the interests of clans and races could be guaranteed. This was the greatest interest that everyone should maintain.
In this holy war, the one who could lead Hua people to defeat demons and safeguard the biggest interest of hundreds of millions of commoners and major clans in Taixia Country would gain the support of the most people and be qualified to enter Xuanyuan Hill.
Compared to Zhang Tie, the imperial households of Taixia Country were in a precarious situation. Emperor Xuanyuan had disappeared before the holy war broke out. In the eyes of many people, this meant that Emperor Xuanyuan had not fulfilled his responsibility as an emperor. By then, many people even thought that Emperor Xuanyuan had already died. After Emperor Xuanyuan, Crown Prince Changying was assassinated by demons; Xuanyuan Wuji, the third prince and the eighth prince colluded with Imperial Alliance. All the princes who were slightly qualified to ascend to the throne of Emperor Xuanyuan were either killed or disabled. None of the princes in the imperial households could shoulder the expectations of the public. How could such an imperial household match Zhang Tie?
"Chenglei, where do you think my airboat should land?" Zhang Tie asked his son calmly.
It was a simple question; however, it was not simple for Zhang Chenglei. Because Zhang Chenglei knew that his father was inquiring about his mind. If Zhang Tie became an emperor, of course, their identities in Taixia Country as Zhang Tie's sons would change too.
After being silent for a few seconds, Zhang Chenglei answered seriously, "To tell you the truth, father, I've discussed it with my brothers these days. We have the same opinion. No matter where you want to land the airboat, my brothers and I will support your decision!"
Zhang Tie revealed a pleasant smile as he said, "If so, tell Xuanyuan Hill that this airboat should land in the airport outside Xuanyuan Hill as planned!"
"Yes, father!" Zhang Chenglei bowed and left there.
Bian Heng was watching the dialogue between Zhang Tie and his son with narrowed eyes. Not until Zhang Chenglei left did he smirk as he asked Zhang Tie in a weird tone, "The throne of Emperor Xuanyuan is right in front of you, aren't you interested in it at all?"
"Do you know what's the biggest expectation of my parents for me?" Zhang Tie turned around and asked Bian Heng.
"Of course, they hope that you could be outstanding and bring honor to your ancestors!" Bian Heng replied with two harrumphs.
"My name contains iron because my parents hope me to have a tough life and live longer. Besides, my parents hope me to open a grocery store covering over 100 square meters in a good location in a small city, preferably near the railway station or those noble blocks. I don't need to work hard every year. I only need to make dozens of gold coins!" Zhang Tie said with a smile.
Bian Heng was dumbfounded. He absolutely believed in Zhang Tie's words. Because he had met Zhang Tie's parents for more than once these days and had even treated Zhang Tie's parents' health, Bian Heng knew that Zhang Tie's parents didn't have too many extravagant demands.
"What about you? Don't tell me that you also have the same expectation for yourself!" Bian Heng asked unwillingly.
"Of course, I have a greater expectation for myself!" Zhang Tie watched Bian Heng with a serious look as he continued, "It's over 10 times greater than that of my parents. Dozens of gold coins a year are far from enough. I've determined to make at least hundreds of gold coins a year in the future so that my parents could live in a small villa with a garden and marry enough wives and give birth to a lot of babies …"
Bian Heng looked like he had a toothache as he asked, "Just because of this?"
"If this reason is not enough, I could add one more!"
"What's the reason?"
Zhang Tie let out a sigh as he continued, "I've already brought back all the benefits of Grand Dragon Emperor in Motian Realm. How could I bring back all the benefits of the descendants of Grand Dragon Emperor?"
"What?" Bian Heng almost sprung up as he widely opened his small eyes, "You mean the imperial households of Taixia Country are descendants of Grand Dragon Emperor?"
"Right …"
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