My Avatar is Becoming the Ultimate BOSS Chapter 351 - 221: The Death of the Red Dragon, the Evolutio

Cezar heard this and exclaid, "Li Qingping, you’re the first person I’ve t who dares to say sothing like that."

Li Qingping just shrugged and said, don’t tell anyone else, or I’ll be beheaded.

Cezar smiled, then raised a finger to his lips, "I won’t say anything. Li Qingping, you’re my only friend. What will I do if you’re beheaded?"

At that ti, Li Qingping also said that from the perspective of the Vice Captain of the Royal Court Team, he naturally hoped Cezar could beco the next King because His Highness Cezar was a genius with a kind heart and could win the people’s hearts without the White King’s Staff.

But if considered from a friend’s perspective, he hoped Cezar could break free from the shackles of royalty, leave the Whale Terrarium, and accompany him to explore the wider world.

But if after the journey, Cezar still wanted to return, Li Qingping wouldn’t stop him.

Li Qingping loved to share stories of the outside world with him, saying that in school, he would always dash toward the cafeteria to grab bread imdiately after school, and nobody could overtake him.

He also said that he had a troubleso friend and best buddy with a really bad temper, who would get into fights every day at school. If Li Qingping didn’t help him, he would return with a bruised face every ti, yet he never backed down or learned from it.

One ti, his friend was beaten down on the ground, and Li Qingping, trying not to seriously hurt anyone, deliberately held back his strength but was then ambushed from behind and also went down.

In the end, the two lay on the playground with bruised faces, watching the sunset sink beyond the horizon, while students ran past on the track, casting strange looks at the two who were beaten to a pulp.

His friend was silent for a long ti and suddenly said, "I really envy you, being a rich kid...unlike , who depends on compensation from my mom’s unexpected death for living expenses, isn’t it funny? My dad ran away from ho, and soday I might not be able to afford school. Honestly, I’m not cut out for school anyway; my brother and sister are much better than ."

Li Qingping thought for a while and said, "Actually, my ho is empty, with no one around, just more money."

His friend retorted, "You, you don’t know how lucky you are."

Li Qingping said, "You too, you don’t know how lucky you are to have a good brother and sister with you."

At that ti, Cezar heard this and asked why Li Qingping didn’t tell his friend that he was an Anecdote Envoy?

And...why didn’t he tell him that he’s not really a rich kid, just a good-natured person from the Whale Terrarium?

Li Qingping shook his head and said his friend seed carefree but was actually quite insecure inside. He was worried that telling him those things would create a rift between them, so he never ntioned it.

Cezar then stared at him seriously, "How can you do that? Friends should be honest with each other. Li Qingping, are you hiding anything from as well? I’ve told you everything I know...even if it’s not much."

Li Qingping was silent for a long ti, then shrugged, saying he would tell him next ti.

Cezar thought that Li Qingping was carefree and indifferent about everything, but when he talked about his friends, he would fall silent for a long ti, lost in thought. Perhaps Li Qingping really valued his friends?

After all, Li Qingping was very lonely. In the Terrarium, everyone saw him as a unique genius, either feared or revered him, but no one cared what he thought. Even if he didn’t want to be above others, he had to act aloof for the Royal Court Team’s sake, and every ti he returned to the island of his past life, the villagers looked at him with awe.

Fear and flattery, those are things that can’t be hidden and will unconsciously show in their eyes.

Later, he t soone who neither feared nor flattered him, and Li Qingping was delighted, so he cared deeply about that friend.

Every ti Cezar t him, he would specifically ask, "Li Qingping, Li Qingping, did you tell your friend?"

Li Qingping would always shrug it off, saying he would tell him next ti. "Your Highness, the Third Prince, why are you more anxious than I am?"

Cezar frowned and puzzled, "Every ti you say ’next ti’ and ’next ti’, when will it finally be ’this ti’? Li Qingping, don’t you keep your word?"

Li Qingping just sighed helplessly, patted his head, and said,

"There will always be a ’next ti’."

But now...

There is no next ti.

Cezar silently watched as Li Qingping’s half-body turned into a mist of blood, scattering into the air. This defiant person finally bent down, lowered his head, and knelt in front of the five mbers of the Royal Court Team.

teorite fragnts ca face-to-face, wrapped in a stream of scorching heat, brushing past, causing the Christmas Sled to wobble and crash into the forest. Cezar slipped off the edge of the sled. His falling body broke tree branches and finally hit the ground.

He rolled around in the bushes, his body soaked in blood, and collapsed on the ground.

A mont later, Cezar wiped the blood off his face with the back of his hand and slowly raised his head.

A sudden whooshing sound ca, and upon realizing it, a dark blue Shark dashed across the sky above the forest like a rocket.

Black water fell from above like a downpour, beating against Cezar’s face.

He couldn’t tell if he was crying or if the rain had soaked him; unstoppable liquid stread down his pale cheeks, his wet bangs covering his eyes. At that mont, Cezar suddenly noticed a fiery red feather lying on the ground.