In many people's eyes, Lin Zhengren was a sincere gentleman who was refined and courteous.
He was also very tenacious.
In other words, Lin Zhengren had left a deep impression on these people during this period of time because of his tenacity.
One had to pinch the soft persimmon.
They all knew how many people were eager to fight with Lin Zhengren. Those who were able to "coincidentally" meet Lin Zhengren in the selection battle had put in a lot of effort.
Everyone who was able to meet Lin Zhengren naturally had the confidence to win against him.
On paper, everyone seemed to be stronger than Lin Zhengren.
In fact, this was indeed the case.
After winning the preliminary round with great difficulty, Lin Zhengren was suppressed in the next two rounds.
He was covered in cuts and bruises in every round.
However, he was able to grit his teeth and persevere in every round. He could always find his opponent's flaw in a losing battle. In the end, he sought victory in defeat.
He was indeed not strong enough, but he was also very tenacious.
It made people feel deep veneration for him.
He had stumbled all the way to where he was now.
In an elegant courtyard on Jing Street.
Lin Zhengren retreated from the courtyard with a humble expression and said sincerely, "Everyone, please stop here. I will definitely consider Senior Martial Sister Jiang's suggestion seriously. "
After exchanging pleasantries, the people in the courtyard dispersed and the courtyard door closed.
Lin Zhengren's refined face did not show any anger or resentment. He just looked a little worried. He shook his head and returned alone with a sigh.
As one of the Daoist vassal states, the Zhuang Kingdom, which was rising day by day, had a good courtyard in the Jing Kingdom.
Of course, it was far from being comparable to a Daoist vassal state like the Sheng Kingdom.
There was no need to compare it with the Jing Kingdom's team.
Lin Zhengren returned to the courtyard belonging to the Zhuang Kingdom and closed the door. He sat alone on a stone chair in the courtyard and waited silently.
Du Ruhui was not idle at the Riverview Platform. He had been making friends and visiting friends these few days. The Zhuang Kingdom, which was rising, needed a status that matched its status in the world. However, this was not easy to achieve.
The dignified Prime Minister of the Zhuang Kingdom feasted with people every day and tried to figure out the thoughts of others … It had to be said that Du Ruhui had sacrificed a lot for the country.
However, Lin Zhengren had been outside every day during this period of time. Aside from participating in the selection battles, he had been doing his best to make friends. In the Tianjiao circle of Taoist countries, it won a good reputation.
In short, the two of them were actually very busy and hardworking. They rarely had time to communicate with each other in private.
But tonight, they had to talk.
Lin Zhengren sat quietly and patiently.
Many people rushed to fight with him, but those who rushed to pinch the soft persimmons, how could they not be his "chosen" targets?
Although he didn't seem to be doing anything, he was just waiting.
Usually, the waiting time could only be seen after the results were out.
And Lin Zhengren definitely didn't lack that.
Only when it was deep into the night did the old man with ink-black hair step into the courtyard.
Seeing Lin Zhengren's attitude, Du Ruhui didn't say much. He sat down on the opposite side of the stone table and asked in a wide voice, "Is something the matter?"
For the next few days, Lin Zhengren won with great difficulty.
No matter how he felt about Lin Zhengren, no matter who he valued more, as the Prime Minister of Zhuang, he would take good care of Lin Zhengren's feelings.
The current Lin Zhengren was qualified for him to consider his feelings.
Lin Zhengren looked up at the Prime Minister of Zhuang.
A day of socializing didn't bring him much fatigue.
But the wrinkles on his face that couldn't be removed still told of his painstaking efforts.
Not many strong people in God's Descent needed to be so tired. Especially when he had such a top magical ability as So Close, Yet Worlds Apart.
Looking at Du Guoxiang's kind face.
For a moment, Lin Zhengren even thought of his grandfather.
But he quickly annihilated this thought.
In this world, there couldn't be another person who would treat him like his grandfather.
There couldn't be anyone else.
He was very clear about this point.
In fact, he didn't need to think about anything else, because he had already thought about it. But sitting across from Du Ruhui, he still let himself think for a while.
He deliberated over his words.
Then he said, "Today, Senior Sister Jiang Limeng of Sheng Country found me."
Du Ruhui raised his eyelids. "Oh?"
"We will meet tomorrow." Lin Zhengren said, "Senior Sister Jiang hopes that I won't put up any unnecessary resistance so that she can retain more strength and enter the main competition easily. Her original words were, 'We are all Daoist vassal countries. My honor is also your honor.' "
Du Ruhui didn't comment and only asked, "What do you think?"
Lin Zhengren placed his hands on his knees and said seriously, "The interests of the country are where Zhengren's opinion lies. It's just that Zhengren is stupid and doesn't know how to choose. I don't know which way to go is the blessing of Zhuang Country. Therefore, I came to consult the Prime Minister. "
If Zhuang Country wanted to obtain a status that matched its strength, the opinions of the other Daoist vassal countries were very important. The opinions of the strongest Daoist vassal country like Sheng Country were even more important.
When Du Ruhui himself spoke to the expert leading the team of Sheng Country, he was very respectful. Of course, as a Divine Descent Realm cultivator, it was very normal for him to be respectful to the current Perfected Ones.
It was precisely because of these reasons that Lin Zhengren couldn't make his own decision.
Hearing Lin Zhengren's loyal and courageous confession, Du Ruhui smiled amiably.
The two talents from Wangjiang City's Dao Academy had completely different personalities.
If a comparison had to be made …
The person in front of him was sincere and close to hypocritical. In the end, he was not as straightforward and selfless as Fu Baosong.
Both of them had the ability to do things.
Lin Zhengren was used to winning over people's hearts, and Fu Baosong's charisma was also very convincing. On this side, each had their own merits.
However, in terms of transcendent being strength, Lin Zhengren was still superior.
The two of them had different usages and had to be placed in different positions.
The evaluation and haggling in his heart would not be said out loud.
Du Ruhui said emotionally, "Unknowingly, you've actually reached this step. You really make me proud. "
Lin Zhengren said respectfully, "It's all thanks to your painstaking guidance that I was lucky enough to have such meager results."
Du Ruhui chuckled and said, "It's your own hard work."
After laughing, he suddenly looked into Lin Zhengren's eyes. "If you were to go all out in a battle, how confident are you?"
Lin Zhengren had already expected this question.
Hence, he already had an answer.
"I've interacted with Senior Sister Jiang in the Golden Millet Mystic Realm and can be considered to understand her. I've also observed her a lot these days. Senior Sister Jiang is from Tianjiao, a big country. She's talented, powerful, rare, and has rich battle experience. My talent is inferior, my realm is inferior, and my technique is inferior … "
Lin Zhengren said in a low voice, "I'm only sixty-five percent confident."
Du Ruhui smiled.
He knew Lin Zhengren's extremely cautious personality. Even if he wasn't completely confident, sixty percent or above was eighty to ninety percent of others.
"Then."
Du Ruhui said, "Why don't you 'pointlessly' resist for a while? Someone has to enter the main competition. I feel that not only is Jiang Limeng suitable, but you are also very suitable. "
Lin Zhengren didn't immediately agree. Instead, he said, "Zhengren is still worried about something."
Facing Du Ruhui's questioning gaze, he said, "I don't know if we can take the resources behind the Door of Ten Thousand Demons or if we can take them."
Du Ruhui reached out and patted his shoulder. "Young people like you are overcautious and worried about these things."
He let out a long sigh. "It's my fault …"
"Just go all out and fight."
He retracted his withered hand and stood up to walk into the room.
Only his voice was left in the courtyard —
"If we can have a place behind the Door of Ten Thousand Demons. If we can have a place in the Door of Ten Thousand Demons, then I won't hesitate to leave these old bones behind. "
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