"Forget it. Although we are in the same house, you deliberately moved to the southernmost part of the mansion in order to avoid me. Sigh … you will move back here tomorrow!" Jun Zhan Tian looked deeply at Jun Xie and said regretfully. No matter how much of a debauchee he was, he was still his grandson. Moreover, he was also the only bloodline of the Jun Family …
At present, although the external affairs were peaceful, the princes were slowly growing up. It was the time when the internal tides were surging. As the number one person in the military, he was like a towering tree that everyone wanted to lean on or wait for him to lean on. And it was the best way to frame his only bloodline! If Jun Xie did not move back, he was afraid that such things would continue to happen in the future.
"I am living there. It is quite good. There is no need to move!" Jun Xie flatly refused. What a joke! He wanted to see what the assassins of this world were like. If he moved back, wouldn't he lose this opportunity? When Grandpa Jun mentioned this matter, Jun Xie's heart was filled with a faint excitement.
Assassins … that was a very distant thing. But it was also the most intimate memory …
"You! Bastard! " Grandpa Jun was furious. He raised his hand and was about to slap Jun Xie. But just as his palm was about to hit Jun Xie, he stopped and sighed. His eyes were complicated. "You … go."
Is this the first time this kid has refused me? He … he actually dared to refuse me today? And he even refused me so bluntly?
Jun Xie bowed, straightened his body, turned around and left.
"Oh, there is one more thing. In the future, you are not allowed to pester Princess Ling Meng anymore. There is no room for discussion in this matter. Forget it!" Grandpa Jun's voice was filled with an indescribable sense of dejection and discouragement!
For the past few years, the Jun Family seemed to be the most powerful family in the country. However, they had a fatal weakness. They lacked a successor! The only descendant of the third generation was the debauchee Jun Moxie! Although Grandpa Jun looked like a man in his forties, his mentality was not the same. He had a clear understanding of the ways of the world. He knew that if he were to pass away one day, the Jun Family would be erased from this world in a very short amount of time. Judging from Jun Mo Xie's current situation, this was already an inevitable outcome. In fact, it could even be seen as the final outcome.
Thus, Jun Zhan Tian had once put on a brave face and proposed to the Emperor that Jun Moxie should marry His Majesty's most beloved Princess Ling Meng. If this matter were to succeed, then even if he were to die, Jun Xie would still have the protection of his prestige. Moreover, Jun Xie would also be the husband of the Princess and a relative of the Emperor. As long as he did not overstep his bounds, he would be able to preserve the Jun Family's lineage.
The Princess's husband seemed to be a grand position, but it was actually the most awkward position in the court. As long as the family was not too powerful, they would be afraid of the Emperor's son to marry the Princess. and the father-in-law would have to kneel to greet their daughter-in-law.? Especially with the Princess's special permission, the Prince's son-in-law was absolutely forbidden from taking concubines. If the Princess was eccentric and jealous, it would be very difficult for the family to live a good life. However, for a debauchee like Jun Moxie, this was a great guarantee. At least for the Jun Family, this was the best plan!
Therefore, Jun Zhan Tian proposed this marriage because he had no other choice.
His Majesty the Emperor naturally understood the feelings of his old comrade-in-arms. He was tempted by Jun Mo Xie's words. However, after carefully understanding Jun Mo Xie's actions, coupled with the fact that Princess Ling Meng would rather die than comply, he finally decided to refuse.
"Big Brother Jun, it is not that I do not want to give you face, but I am also a father. Ling Meng is my most beloved daughter. How can I give my daughter to … sigh!" His Majesty the Emperor lowered his stance and did not finish his sentence. Jun Zhan Tian felt as if he could not catch his breath.
As a father? For the sake of his daughter? If this was ten years ago, when the Jun Family was at its peak, even if Mo Xie was ten times more debauchee, as long as this old man proposed this marriage, wouldn't you go wild with joy? The fickleness of human nature is like drinking water! This was the resentment in Grandpa Jun's heart.
"Oh, I understand." Jun Xie stood at the door and said indifferently. There was no surprise or joy in his tone, it was as calm as a bowl of plain water. He then took a step forward.
Ever since Grandpa Jun revealed his intentions, Jun Moxie had always considered himself as Princess Reimu's husband. He had been pestering Princess Reimu, causing her to be extremely annoyed. However, when Grandpa Jun saw his grandson's indifferent expression, he was somewhat surprised and surprised. Whether Jun Xie was seething with anger, or hysterical, or even a shrew cursing in the streets … Grandpa Jun would not be surprised. However, his indifference was beyond Jun Zhan Tian's expectations.
"How did his temperament change after a fall?" Grandpa Jun stroked his beard and looked at Jun Xie's back with a profound gaze.
After a long time, Jun Zhan Tian clapped his hands and said. "Send a few more experts to protect the Young Master day and night. Do not let anything happen to him! If there are any who do not open their eyes, kill them on the spot! There is no need to have any misgivings! "This kind of thing can only happen once. How can I, Jun Zhan Tian, allow you to harm my grandson? A cold light flashed in Grandpa Jun's eyes.
In the empty hall, Grandpa Jun seemed to be talking to the air. However, an indistinct voice suddenly came out of nowhere. "Yes!"
Jun Xie walked out facing the rising sun. The warm sunlight shone on his slightly pale face as he strolled towards the small courtyard where he lived. Along the way, there was a constant stream of servants bowing to him in fear and trepidation. Jun Xie ignored them all and continued to think about his own matters.
No one knew that in the heart of this Third Young Master Jun, a sentence was echoing:
"What is an assassin? As the name suggests, an assassin is a hand that kills! A black hand that kills! You must remember this word, 'black'! … "
"An assassin has always been illusory. It is faintly discernible and vanishes into nothingness!"
"What is considered a successful assassin? If no one knows that an assassin's hands are stained with blood until the day he dies, then he is a successful assassin! "
"Then, what is considered a qualified super assassin?"
"A qualified assassin is able to conceal himself under any circumstances! When he is with a scholar, he is a literary man. When he is with a painter, he is an artist. When he is with a gangster, he is a scoundrel. When he is with a lady, he is a nobleman, a gentleman. When he is with a pervert, he is a lecher! When he is with a hero, he is a role model! "
"In the desert, he is a lizard. When he is on the prairie, he is the king of wolves! When he is in the mountains, he is the king of beasts, the fierce tiger! When he is floating in the sea, he is the dragon that stirs up the winds and waves! "
"Only in this way can he be a qualified and successful assassin!"
"If he only knows how to kill, at best, he is just a butcher!"
"If he only kills for the sake of his goal, even if he succeeds every time, he can only be considered as an excellent assassin!"
"Killing! That itself is a kind of art! As an assassin, you must never, never taint the elegance of this art! "
… …..
This was a conversation between Jun Xie and his master in his previous life. As he thought about it, the corners of Jun Xie's mouth revealed a trace of a smile. He murmured: "… Let me add one more point. Being born in this kind of family, I am just a useless second generation!"
Suddenly, a cold voice said: "Wrong! You are not a second generation! I am the second generation, and you are the third generation! "
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