"Of course I'm serious." The middle-aged man obviously didn't expect Yi Feng to say this. He looked at Yi Feng and smiled.
Yi Feng said resolutely and decisively: "As a man, I naturally want to protect the country. The rise of the empire is my dream. If the empire wants me to live, I will live. If the empire wants me to sacrifice, I will not hesitate. My dream is only for the people, only for the empire. The empire is my blood, the empire is my favorite, the empire is … "
Yi Liu listened to Yi Feng's unending and dignified words, and his face turned slightly red. Looking at his little brother who was drooling, he couldn't help but despise in his heart: Mother, how can I have such a shameless little brother. He doesn't blush, but I'm blushing for him. Protect the country, I guarantee that if something happens to the empire, you will run faster than anyone else.
Everyone sighed in their hearts: Being shameless to this extent is also a kind of realm.
"Alright, alright. Nephew, I know your loyalty to the empire, and I also know that your dream is lofty. You can stop now. " The middle-aged man wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. He was disgusted by Yi Feng's shameless bombardment.
Fake, too fake. No matter how I look at you, you are a slippery kid. If you are really so great, then there is no justice in the world.
Everyone's face turned slightly red. Although they were often hypocritical, they had never been hypocritical to this extent. They couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: Shameless is invincible. We still have to slowly cultivate.
Yi Mu's mother chuckled, then she smiled at Yi Feng and said, "Alright, Feng 'er, tell me what your false ideal is."
Yi Feng smiled and said: "I don't want to shock the world, but I want to shock the world with my wretchedness. Indulging in luxury is my pursuit, and indulging in debauchery is my dream. En, I am the legendary hedonistic son of rich parents, a prodigal son. "
"Puchi …" Another spurting sound.
Awesome, too damn awesome. After listening to Yi Feng, Yi Liu couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Anyone with a discerning eye would know that the latter part was his true ideal. This ideal was simply the epitome of depravity. This kid actually dared to say it in front of his father and in front of so many people. He was simply too awesome.
Yi Feng looked at the stunned crowd and the corners of his mouth curled up. That's right, this is my dream, even though these words are derogatory. But Yi Feng believed that all men yearned for it.
Indulging in a life of luxury and debauchery were words given by the poor to the rich. It could also be said that they were given by the weak to the strong. If you want to live like that, you have to be stronger and richer than others. Otherwise, you wouldn't have the capital to live such a life. Their other meaning was that the more thoroughly you wanted to fall, the stronger you had to be. Indulging in a life of luxury and debauchery. Only with enough power could you play with money.
When Qin Yi heard Yi Feng's words, she stood there in a daze. The shock on her face, coupled with her beauty, was extremely alluring. These words of extreme depravity made her very sad. The reason Yi Feng had such a depraved ideal was once again attributed to her. After all, she was the one who broke Yi Feng's meridians.
The middle-aged man had the same reaction as everyone else. He was stunned on the spot. He did not expect that someone would dare to risk universal condemnation and speak of such an ideal. Was Yi Feng not afraid of being criticized by the world's defenders?
However, when they remembered that Yi Feng was a cripple with broken meridians, they understood. He was just a cripple. Even if the world despised him, they wouldn't waste time criticizing him. It was no wonder this kid was so unscrupulous.
Of course, Ebert wouldn't give up this opportunity to attack Yi Feng, so he didn't bother to hide his sarcasm. "You're indeed useless. A cripple can only have such depraved ideals."
Yi Feng looked at Ebert playfully, then laughed. "Are you so sure that I'm a cripple?! Haven't you heard that even a salted fish can turn over a new leaf? "
Ebert snorted. "No matter how ignorant I am, I know that a person with broken meridians can't become a martial artist. If you're not a martial artist, then what are you if not a cripple? Could it be that you are like Master Xiao, peerless in the world? "
"Hehe …" Yi Feng smiled and did not explain. For a person who was about to walk into death. He was about to die, so there was nothing worth arguing about.
"Sir Ebert, please watch your words!" Yi Liu snorted. He wouldn't allow anyone to insult his younger brother.
After being scolded by two juniors, the anger in Ebert's heart rose to another level. He sneered, "Do you think he's not a cripple?"
Yi Liu snorted, "At least I don't think he can throw out a Sun- …"
"Big Brother!" Yi Feng saw that Yi Liu wanted to prove his point with a low-tier Sun-Class spiritual technique, so he quickly interrupted him. Some things couldn't be revealed to outsiders. "Don't say anymore. It's not worth showing off. I just found a decent spiritual technique from a pile of trash and gave it to you. Don't say anymore. I don't want people asking me for trash every day. "
Yi Liu's face twitched. "A pile of trash?! A low-tier Sun-Class spiritual technique! How dare you call it trash? You even used the word 'pile' to describe it? Do you want me to live? Little Brother, what have you been doing for the past five years?! "
"You …"
Yi Liu took a deep breath as the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. The people around him didn't know what was going on.
The middle-aged man seemed to enjoy watching people fight. Seeing that Yi Feng and Yi Liu didn't want to argue with Ebert, he pretended to walk out and mediated, "Hehe, Sir Ebert, young people don't know anything. Don't lower yourself to their level. Of course, I believe that even if Yi Feng can't become a Spiritualist, he will still be a talent. "
Ebert thought that he could use Yi Kaimu's youngest son to embarrass Yi Kaimu, but he didn't expect to be humiliated by Yi Feng multiple times. Of course, he wasn't happy.
However, just as Ebert was about to say something, Yi Feng interrupted him, "Huh? Sir Ebert, what's that on your shoulder? Come, come, come. I'll slap it away for you. "
After that, Yi Feng ignored everyone's shock and walked forward quickly. He lightly patted Ebert's shoulder twice. After that, he returned to his seat.
Qin Yi and Yi Liu looked at each other. They were very confused by Yi Feng's actions. They didn't think that Yi Feng would be so kind as to help him slap the dust away. This kid was very vengeful.
But why was he doing this?
After Yi Feng patted his shoulder twice, Ebert felt a sense of uneasiness. However, he looked at his shoulder and laughed self-deprecatingly. He was panicking after being patted by a cripple.
"Ah …"
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