Chapter 847: Chapter 404: You Will Know Who I Am
No one expected that Taihua would openly admit it like this.
Worthy of being the Ruler of Order, unwilling to defend herself or find any excuse.
What’s done is done.
What do you want then?
The Silver King’s eyes lowered, even the most ruthless Sword Sect Path couldn’t conceal the sorrow and anger in her eyes, like clouds gathering in the sky, brewing a stormy power.
The Golden King was not surprised, saying expressionlessly, "You admitted it."
"Why not?"
Taihua paced to the edge of the ridge, the wind swayed her black coat, rustling: "Since ancient tis, the throne of the world has been for the capable, since he can, why can’t I?"
She gazed down at the desolate desert, her long black hair blowing in the wind, her pale skin glinting with a brilliant golden hue, her dark coat flared like an imperial robe, regal and imposing.
Since the end of the Ming Dynasty, the Human World had plunged into the darkest tis. It was this woman and her husband who established a new order, saving the collapsing world, and sounded the horn of counterattack on the Ancient God Realm, forging a path with iron will and thods.
The Golden Age of Humanity was thus born.
She was born a leader, destined to carry the world forward, naturally possessing imperial majesty.
If not for her husband, she would long have been the Emperor.
"He was your husband, and my ntor."
The Silver King closed her eyes. This woman was not exceptionally beautiful, her facial lines carved hard like chisel and ax, her voice calm: "Years ago, the Ying Family was nearly exterminated by the Candle Dragon Clan, if it weren’t for the teacher’s life-saving act, I wouldn’t have survived, wouldn’t have beco the Silver King today."
The Golden King had nothing much to say either, being raised by the forr President, the relationship was like father and son, thus he spoke without hesitation: "Because you are my Master’s Wife, I am willing to support you becoming President. The premise of all this is, you are my Master’s Wife."
The aning behind this was clear.
Whether silver or gold, the person they supported has always been the forr President.
That was Taiqing.
Not Taihua.
If Taihua were the wife of the forr President, then everything would be fine.
If Taihua were the murderer of the forr President, then there would be problems.
"So what?"
Taihua whispered: "Do you wish to avenge him?"
She raised her eyes, the depths holding ancient thunder, ready to punish the rebellious sinner.
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The parched, decayed desert, a battered off-road vehicle jolted as it drove.
An old man raised his head, gazing towards the eastern plains, where resplendent golden light veiled the sky, as if it would burn a hole through the sky, fierce and overwhelming.
Like sunrise.
"After all these years, the Master’s Wife is still the sa."
He held the insulated cup in his arm, softly coughed up a bit of phlegm mixed with blood, said gently: "You know, my junior brothers and I were raised by her. We all think she is such a gentle person, but unfortunately, the world harbors many misunderstandings about her. The Master’s Wife was born to bear the world’s burden, thus she must be heartless."
"I always feel that this responsibility does not suit her. She has lived four hundred years, yet not a day truly for herself. When we did what we did back then, it was considering her."
"The world owes her too much, why not let her be free, leave the rest to us."
Huai Yin’s sigh was so aged, his gentle tone moved hearts.
Jing Ci drove the car, calmly asking: "But you disappointed her?"
"Yes, because our thods always took risky paths, never gaining her approval."
Huai Yin laughed: "Back then, my brother and I were chased by the teacher, sky and earth blocked, had it not been for the Master’s Wife secretly aiding us, finding people to shield us, we would have perished long ago. The Master’s Wife privately urged us to return more than once. Unfortunately, we failed her intentions."
Jing Ci, silent for a long ti, suddenly asked: "The mastermind behind The Order of the Hidden, is it really the Ancestor?"
Huai Yin silently chuckled, nodded: "It’s not wrong. When my brother and I returned to Earth, we were subjected to countless assassination attempts. What kind of people are we? We investigated, finally tracing back to that person. We discussed overnight strategies, those choices agonizing."
"Even the Master’s Wife initially didn’t believe it, but since she did that, it proves she ultimately acknowledged this answer. Otherwise, given her character, how could she kill her own husband?"
He mused: "The hardest thing in the world to fathom is the human heart; the easiest, too, is the human heart."
This sentence sounds contradictory, but upon closer thought holds deep aning.
Jing Ci was slightly startled.
"You might not believe it if I told you, she is the kind to pick up a stray cat off the street. Yet how could she, for the world’s throne, personally kill the companion of two hundred years?"
Huai Yin shook his head, said: "That’s why I always wanted her to co down from that position, even if it ant letting her die, living like that is too exhausting, worse than death. You don’t know the pain at the end of the Candle Light Law’s Evolution Chain. You won’t understand how much pain her heart felt all these years."
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