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Chapter 877

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Faced with Zhang Weiyu's insinuating accusations, Liu Yizhao remained silent.

"But I am very happy that you can use the title Mituryū Kanao to address yourself." Zhang Weiyu looked at Liu Yizhao calmly and said, "I have left Mituryū Kanao for 23 years. I am so skinny that even my old friends can't recognize me. How can you still recognize me?"

Liu Yizhao laughed. "Back then, the tricks of my cultivation were taught by you and Lord Li Guyuan. Within Mituryū Kanao, the two of you are the ones I respect the most. How could I forget your appearance? Back then, the Lord Inner Hall Magistrates were so glorious when they walked the world for the Old Divine King. Now that I think about it, I can't help but yearn for it. It's just that there are other secrets to what happened back then. I hope that Lord Zhang will not misunderstand me as a traitor within Mituryū Kanao. "

Standing in the dark, Zhang Weiyu did not look like an ordinary farmer at all. It was as if he was still the Inner Hall Magistrate who dared to kill anyone in the world with a knife.

As the commander of Mituryū Kanao, the Inner Hall Magistrate not only had to protect the Divine King but also act as the eyes and ears of the world. It could be said that he was the most trusted person of the Old Divine King.

To be honest, from the beginning of Mituryū Kanao's establishment, no one treated him as a guard. It was not that they were neglecting their duties, but that the Old Divine King did not need guards at all.

The person sitting on the throne was the strongest in the world. Why would he need protection?

But such a powerful person had left. When the incident happened 18 years ago, Zhang Weiyu and the others had been exiled for a long time, so they did not know about it. At that time, all of them had been severely injured by the punishment, and their foundation had been severed. It was impossible for them to cultivate again. At that time, the Old Divine King had been quiet for too long. Slowly, his image in people's eyes began to become amiable, but they had forgotten how cruel the Old Divine King had been when he had been fighting for 3,000 years.

However, Zhang Weiyu and the others did not blame anyone because it was all their own mistakes.

On their way to exile, someone helped them escape, and finally arranged for them to live incognito here.

Originally, they thought that they only needed to live a peaceful life, but in the end, after the foundation of this group of men was severed, they were even worse than ordinary people. When they planted crops, they were even subjected to exploitation and bullying from all sides.

But that was not important, because they had more important things to wait for.

Just as they were preparing to spend the rest of their lives farming, the biggest change in Lü Zhou occurred. The Old Divine King passed away, and the new Divine King ascended to the throne.

At that time, they wept bitterly, knowing that there was no hope for revenge.

Then, the person who had saved them on the road to exile found them and told them that they needed to continue waiting.

It was an illusory sentence, but it was also a hope. Zhang Weiyu and the others didn't even know if the messenger was telling the truth.

But this was their last breath. If this breath was gone, then they really wouldn't be able to continue living.

Moreover, Zhang Weiyu couldn't understand. Even if they were still alive, what use could they be if their foundation was severed?

Even now, Zhang Weiyu still remembered the other party's cold tone. "Don't die, my king still has something for you to do. Just treat it as a chance for you to atone for your sins."

That high-and-mighty tone made Zhang Weiyu and the others feel that there was hope in life again when they heard it.

But this wait lasted for 18 years, and finally, someone couldn't hold on anymore.

Now that Zhang Weiyu's foundation was severed, it was hard for him to maintain his appearance, and he looked haggard. One must know that back then, he was just like the current Liu Yizhao, full of vigor!

Zhang Weiyu glanced at Liu Yizhao. "We are all useless now, City Lord Liu can do whatever you want to me. But if you want to ask anything, as an ordinary farmer, I have no comment. What happened back then is not a secret, I believe you already know what you need to know. "

At this moment, Liu Yizhao was a second-grade expert, and Zhang Weiyu was a useless person. It was useless to say anything else. They definitely couldn't escape, so they might as well leave some dignity for themselves.

It was impossible to beg for mercy. Twenty-three years ago, he, Zhang Weiyu, and the others didn't even beg for mercy to the Old Divine King. If they were wrong, they would admit it.

And when Zhang Weiyu said that he had no comment, he really didn't know what he was going to do here. He was only following orders and waiting patiently. The other party never told him who they were waiting for and why they were waiting.

However, Zhang Weiyu didn't mind. As a sinner, he was already satisfied with the chance to atone for his crimes. Although the Inner Palace was strong, they had made mistakes and became useless, so it was understandable that the other party didn't want to tell them the truth. If it really was a matter concerning the throne, of course, the more careful, the better.

Therefore, not only was Zhang Weiyu not angry, but he also felt that the person the Old Divine King had entrusted to him was reliable.

Liu Yizhao smiled and said, "That young man and girl are your …?"

"They are strangers, the people in town can testify. Don't implicate the innocent." Zhang Weiyu said expressionlessly, "If City Lord Liu wants to take credit for it, go ahead. When the Old Divine King was around, he often reminded us to only kill those who deserve to be killed."

Liu Yizhao looked at Zhang Weiyu and said, "I thought they were really your nephews and wanted to take care of them. They are at a good age to cultivate now. Since they aren't, then let's not talk about it. I hope Lord Zhang doesn't mind my sudden intrusion today. But you have things you can't say, and I also have mine. That's all I have to say. Time will prove everything. Farewell. "

With that, Liu Yizhao turned and left without any hesitation.

These words made Zhang Weiyu a little confused. This Liu Yizhao must have done something rebellious 18 years ago. Otherwise, with that person's methods, how could he be allowed to be the City Lord of Nangeng City?

But now, it was a little unclear … Zhang Weiyu thought that he still couldn't trust anyone. The mission they shouldered seemed to be so great that even he couldn't know, so it was better not to trust others so easily.

He was also a little hesitant about the existence of Lü Shu. At first, he felt that Lü Shu was sent to test him, but later he found out that was not the case.

Zhang Weiyu was a little curious about Lü Shu's background. After seeing Lü Shu's sword energy, he once suspected that Lü Shu was a disciple who rebelled from Jianlu. But after thinking about it, even a place like Jianlu didn't have a sixth-grade genius who could use sword energy. When Liu Yizhao said that he wanted to take care of Lü Shu, Zhang Weiyu wanted to laugh. Although Mituryū Kanao was powerful, his strength was in group warfare. No army in the world had such overall strength. But in terms of cultivation method, he could see that Lü Shu's current level of swordsmanship was not comparable to a single Mituryū Kanao. He was more like an Inner Palace Master.

It wasn't that Zhang Weiyu thought that Lü Shu could fight with Mituryū Kanao now, but this young man had a boundless future. Now that he was a hidden dragon in the abyss, he might soar to the sky one day.

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