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"Zhang Fusheng!" Wang Chao cried out, his voice filled with anguish. His wounds continued to bleed, and each scream caused more blood to flow. Even the soldiers and citizens of the imperial capital felt a pang of sympathy and could not bear to watch any longer. Yet Wang Chao shouted even louder, "Zhang Fusheng, do you fucking believe me or that woman!"
Wang Chao was pushed to his limits; otherwise, he would never have said such a thing. Deep down, he believed that Zhang Fusheng was his brother, his own flesh and blood. How could he bear to see his brother become a cripple? Zhang Fusheng merely smiled faintly, then closed his eyes and struck his own chest with a palm.
But when the palm came down, Zhang Fusheng showed no reaction. He looked down and realized that at some point, Wang Chao had appeared beside him, using his only functioning shoulder to block Zhang Fusheng's strike. Wang Chao's shoulder shattered upon impact, causing him to collapse to the ground. Gritting his teeth, Wang Chao said, "Zhang Fusheng, for God's sake, don't be so foolish!"
Seeing this, Zhang Fusheng shouted back, "Wang Chao! For God's sake, stay out of my business! This is between me and Jian Xiaoqing; you should just step aside!"
Wang Chao was stunned by these words. He had known Zhang Fusheng for over two years and had never heard him curse. Even in the face of great adversity, Zhang Fusheng remained polite and composed. Not even when Shangguan died did he lose his temper or use foul language. But now, for a woman, he was cursing at Wang Chao. Wang Chao realized that Zhang Fusheng was truly emotional.
Truly emotional.
As Zhang Fusheng spoke again and prepared to strike once more, Wang Chao sprang up from the ground and positioned himself in front of Zhang Fusheng. Seeing this, Zhang Fusheng hurriedly reduced his strength; however, the palm still struck Wang Chao's back. Blood spurted out as Wang Chao collapsed against Zhang Fusheng. Laughing weakly, he said, "I’m not doing this for you! I promised Old Zhang that I would protect my brother… protect my brother..."
Wang Chao's voice grew fainter until the last words were almost a whisper.
"Damn it!" Zhang Fusheng cried out in anguish. "Why are you forcing me? Wang Chao, why are you making me do this? Don't I know Jian Xiaoqing is a spy? I'm not an idiot! From the moment she appeared, I understood. As you said, the others couldn't possibly be spies; it must be her alone! Only someone lying beside me could know my thoughts! I understand this better than you!"
"Then what the hell is this all about?" Wang Chao asked.
"Even if she is a spy, I still like her! I liked her from the first moment I met her—standing in the rain gazing into the distance. I liked her when she told me stories from her childhood in the countryside. I liked her when she held my hand and called me an idiot! I like her!" Tears streamed down Zhang Fusheng's face as he continued, "Even if she is a spy, I still like her! All those little moments we shared—why can't you let me live in that illusion?"
Zhang Fusheng shouted hoarsely, "Why do you have to force me awake? Why can't you let me give up my martial arts and continue living with her without grudges? Why? You are my only brother in this life; she is my only woman! Why must both of you make it so difficult for me? I don’t want power or the world; I just want to be with her! Is that too much to ask?"
Zhang Fusheng's relentless questioning left Wang Chao silent, Jian Xiaoqing silent, and all those present in a state of silence.
Now that her identity had been exposed, the soldier lowered his gun from Jian Xiaoqing's head. At that moment, tears streamed down Jian Xiaoqing's face as she asked, "Did you always know I was a spy?"
"Yes!" Zhang Fusheng replied.
"But even if I am a spy, you still love me!" Jian Xiaoqing pressed on.
"Yes!" Zhang Fusheng took a deep breath and continued.
"Even if it means you lose everything—your kingdom, your power, your martial arts, becoming someone who can barely survive in this world!" Jian Xiaoqing asked again.
"Yes!" Zhang Fusheng answered once more. But at that moment, Jian Xiaoqing had already collapsed to the ground. Since childhood, she had been adopted by Huangfu Yan. Throughout her life, she had encountered many men and had killed many as well, yet none were like Zhang Fusheng. Even though her first time was not given to him, she believed she would have to live this way forever. Who could have imagined there would be such a man?
Such a devoted man.
Jian Xiaoqing was lost; she was moved. Grasping Huangfu Yan's leg, she pleaded, "General, can you not strip Zhang Fusheng of his martial arts? We promise to go far away and never return to Huaxia again. General, I beg you, don’t let Zhang Fusheng..." Before Jian Xiaoqing could finish her sentence, Huangfu Yan slapped her across the face.
Instantly, a clear handprint appeared on Jian Xiaoqing's cheek as Huangfu Yan yanked her up. A submachine gun was aimed at her stomach as he snarled, "Oh, so one by one you betray me and turn to them. But I don’t care! My elite subordinates are all dead; I don’t care! My son is dead; I don’t care at all! As long as I have this kingdom, as long as I have power!"
As he spoke, Huangfu Yan's expression twisted grotesquely, making him appear like a monster to everyone present.
"Zhang Fusheng, you are indeed a lovesick fool; hurry up and act!" Huangfu Yan shouted. "Your beloved is right here! If you cripple your own martial arts, I won’t make things difficult for you. The strength of the Zhang Family is too terrifying; as long as you possess such power, I will never sleep soundly. Hurry up!"
Zhang Fusheng calmly said to Wang Chao, who was still resting on his shoulder, "Wang Chao, I'm glad to have met a brother like you in this lifetime. I'm going to a place where no one can find me with Jian Xiaoqing. Don't worry, I'll make sure to get you out. Huangfu Yan won't be able to kill you!"
Wang Chao's shoulders were both incapacitated and unable to exert any strength, yet he pressed his chin firmly against Zhang Fusheng's shoulder, refusing to let him push him away. Gritting his teeth, the words burst from his mouth, "Get the hell out of here! I don't agree!"
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