He Rourou's current joy could not be described with words.

Master!

The master she had been searching for more than a month had appeared before her eyes just like that.

Although he looked ordinary, He Rourou knew that this was her master.

The master of her soul and flesh.

The master she had been thinking about day and night.

The smell of her master... would not deceive anyone.

The contract that was placed in the dark would not lie to anyone either!

She trembled like a long-dried plant that had encountered rain. Every inch of her skin was excited!

...

Ling Ping'an frowned as he looked at the woman in front of him.

His eyes were filled with vigilance.

"Miss..." He slowly took a step back, "Do we know each other?"

Although he had never met such a woman who called him 'master' right away...

Someone might not have eaten pork before, but he should have seen pigs running around.

Although Ling Ping'an was a lousy student, he also knew that there was no love or hate in the world for no reason. He also understood the principle that no one would curry favour or flatter without any reason.

Therefore, in all these years, he had never fallen into the trap of capital.

Even after playing Canyon for so long, he had never paid a single cent.

This was enough to prove his vigilance.

Now, a woman who was well-dressed suddenly ran up to him and called him 'master', his first reaction was - are all the girls nowadays so open-minded?

His second reaction immediately followed - There was a trap! Something is wrong! Bullsh*t!

At the same time, nouns that he had seen many times in the news and TV series popped up in his mind.

Fairy jumping...

Fraud?

Trap?

...

He Rourou raised her head and hints of panic appeared on her delicate and charming face.

Her master's words were like sharp blades stabbing into her heart.

It was also like a warning bell that woke her up from her unrealistic dreams.

That day, the light-winged feathered man's cold words rang in her ears again in the nightmare world.

"Sign it!" The light-winged feathered man's cold voice appeared again, "Sign your humble and insignificant real names under this sacred contract!"

"Obtain a chance to offer your laughable and weak souls to my master!"

"Unlimited worlds, endless universes!"

"This is something that many gods yearn for but cannot obtain!"

...

She lowered her head. Indeed...

She was indeed not a servant of the great master.

She was just a pitiful worm who was striving for and competing for the right to be a servant!

She... was too weak, too weak!

She... was too lowly, too insignificant!

"Yes..." He Rourou thought to herself, "A lowly and insignificant mortal like me... Where did I get the right?"

She wanted to be a slave and serve the great master?

She was far from qualified!

At best, she was just an ant who luckily got the right and was allowed to compete for the right.

How fortunate!

She actually had such a chance!!!

How sad!

She wanted to be a slave but couldn't!!!!

But...

He Rourou raised her head and looked up at her master's face.

That sacred and great holy face!

She wanted to remember it firmly!

And for the rest of her life, she would work hard to see it again!

The rose of Lion City would never admit defeat!

She swore that she would definitely win that chance!

For master!

And for herself!

It was because she had a premonition that only by becoming master's slave could she truly be eternal!

In this world, only this matter could be considered a true career.

Thus, He Rourou straightened her body.

Only her master's slave had the right to bow and worship him.

Ants... were not worthy!

"That's right..." She said in a self-deprecating and ingratiating manner, "Sir, we really don't know each other..."

How could an ant have the right to call him 'master'.

She recalled the words of the light-winged feathered man.

"How can a lowly and ignorant human serve our master?!"

"Even if they have the opportunity to serve and defend our master, this is also a humiliation and trampling on us!"

Such a great honor wasn't something that just anyone could obtain.

Those who obtained it would defend this supreme honor with their lives.

Any ant that trampled on this honor would be viewed as blasphemy by those existences.

Blasphemy against our Lord?

The long halberd of the light-winged feathered man had already set an example on that day.

With a light swing of the halberd, Zheng Jiajia, who was at least a major, was shattered. Her soul was torn apart and she was sent into eternal destruction!

He Rourou, who was determined to become one of them, would naturally protect this honor with her life.

She laughed softly and her voice was trembling.

"Then..." She looked at the ant that was already under her control, "Sir, can you let me deal with this?"

She was working hard!

She was working hard to strive for recognition and she was working hard to let her 'master' see her.

This was a rare opportunity for an ant like her.

It could even be said to be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

After this village, perhaps this shop would never exist again.

But more than that...

The thoughts in He Rourou's heart wanted to hear more of her master's holy words..

So that she could remember them firmly.

It would be her consolation and it would also be a spur when she was lazy.

...

Ling Ping'an felt his scalp went numb.

"This is indeed vicious!" He thought.

This woman changed her face in an instant. She could be called an artist!

She said he was her master just now and now he was merely a sir before her.

That was close! That was close!

As expected, he was smart!

Thinking of this, Ling Ping'an quickly hugged his pet and walked forward quickly. Just then, his online car-hailing had arrived.

He ran over, opened the car door and sat in it.

The driver turned around and asked with a smile, "Guest with the ending number XXXX?"

Ling Ping'an nodded. The driver started the car and drove away from the danger.

Ling Ping'an sat in the back seat and looked back quietly.

Then, he patted his chest and said to the kitten in his arms, "Little cutie, I'm smart, right?"

Meow!

The little cutie meowed softly and agreed with her master.

Ling Ping'an chuckled, "Sure enough, Xinfeng is right!"

"When a boy goes out, he must protect himself well!"

...

She watched his master get into the car.

He Rourou turned around and looked at the silkpants which had been restrained by her with a cold expression.

Her face was boiling with killing intent!

Whoever humiliated the master should die!

This was the simplest logic!

Therefore, although her master didn't answer her at all, nor did he give any instructions, she had already concealed her killing intent as her master's servant.

Moreover, she even found a good reason for herself - how could there be filth in front of her master?

In ancient times, the Emperor wouldn't see blood before his throne because it would be considered as bad luck.

And such a great existence like her master was naturally far superior to that ancient mortal emperor.

"You..."

He Rourou looked at him. "Do you have any last words?"

The other party opened his mouth with his entire body trembled and the stench in his crotch filled the sky.

Obviously, he had been destroyed by fear.

He Rourou turned a blind eye.

"Forget it..."

"An ant-like beast... do you need any last words?"

"After I kill you... I'll go and kill your entire family!"

When He Rourou was at Samboja, she had already been stained with countless amounts of blood.

Inside and outside Lion City, she was well known as the Shura Queen!

A coquettish woman who crawled out of a pool of blood.

A heartless beauty who had returned from hell!

It was something she often did to eradicate the root of the problem.

The other party was trembling and tears and snot were flowing out of his eyes. The other party wanted to beg for mercy, but couldn't say a word.

He Rourou raised her hand gently.

"Hmm?" She frowned.

Ding!

The sound of a zither was heard.

Her magic was interrupted.

She looked in the direction of the sound and saw the general floating in the air, holding a small five-stringed zither.

"Enough!" The elegant and easy-going general landed on the ground and casually untied the person who was restrained and controlled.

"Miss He, he has already received enough punishment!"

"Let's stop here!" Song Shihui said expressionlessly, but he was actually extremely fearful in his heart.

Although he didn't know what kind of relationship this woman from Lion City had with that person, he knew that if he interfered with that person's matter in the think tank's deduction, it was very likely that people would think that he had no respect for his elders.

If that was the case, great terror and great taboos would most likely appear on him, even on this land!

However..

Song Shihui had no choice because this was related to his heart!

It was even more related to his core value!

He was the general of the Blackguard and a member of the Federal Empire Extraordinary Affairs Council.

He remembered the oath he swore to the Empire's constitution and the ancestors of the Blackguard on his first day in office.

"I am the protector of the people!"

"I am the strong shield of the country!"

"I swear that I will uphold the law!"

"I swear that I will protect the weak!"

"I swear that I will uphold justice!"

"Today, tomorrow, and every day!"

"If one day, I cannot keep this oath..."

"I will take off my black clothes... I will return my glory..."

He remembered the words on Gao Zongle's stone tablet in front of the headquarters of the Blackguard.

If the use of strength was not restricted, it would lead to the exploitation of the weak by the strong!

These were things that he had already sworn to protect with his life.

So, even if he knew that there might be danger.

Even if he knew that there might be taboos or even bad things happening to him, he had to come.

If he didn't come, he would be breaking his oath, betraying his own heart and suffer for the rest of his life!

If he didn't come, he would let down those martyrs that he had once worshipped.

Those heroes who persisted in extreme suffering!

Those martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the people and the country!

Those who sacrificed their lives to protect him and his family, as well as the heroic spirits of the entire country!

And he would had let down his ancestors.

For the rest of his life, he would regret his cowardice today.

And he would live in regret and torture!

His thoughts could not be reached and his heart could not be stretched out.

He would just be a living dead person!

That was why he had come because, in this world, there was something more terrifying than death.

Fortunately...

That person was indeed reasonable...

Or rather, he had recognized him!

Therefore, the terrifying taboos that he had expected did not happen and the ominous curse did not descend.

This made Song Shihui let out a sigh of relief but his back was already drenched!

"General..." He Rourou looked at Song Shihui, she naturally recognized this general.

During today's memorial ceremony, he stood at the very front.

It was only at this moment that she finally knew the background of this general!

The general of the Blackguard of Nanzhou Kingdom of the Federal Empire. The six-fingered zither demon, Song Shihui!

One of the top experts of the Federal Empire!

However...

She didn't back down because she couldn't back down!

"Please mind your own business!" Although she was only at the colonel level,and she was an ant-like existence in front of this person, He Rourou didn't dare to back down because, if the master humiliated the subject, the subject must die!

She knew that if she backed down because of a stronger ant, then, she would never be recognized.

Even if her master didn't care, she wouldn't have the face to fight for the honor of her master's servant.

"Miss He!" After confirming the attitude of that person, Song Shihui relaxed and said with a smile, "This is the Federal Empire! You are also a citizen of the Empire!"

"Please abide by the law!"

He looked at the trembling person, "Although this person has offended that person... he doesn't deserve to die!"

"And he has already learned his lesson!"

"But he must die!" He Rourou said.

"No!" Song Shihui was still afraid of the relationship between He Rourou and that person.

He couldn't be sure of that person's attitude.

He had been by the side just now and witnessed everything.

From the beginning to the end, he had seen everything clearly.

He guessed that this rose from Lion City might have gone to that bookstore and even 'bought' some knowledge from that person?

So..

Song Shihui still did not directly make a move, giving this young miss from Lion City some face.

"He did not break the law..."

"As a general of the Blackguard, I must protect his safety. This is my duty!"

"Miss He!" Song Shihui's clothes fluttered even though there was no wind. "Please don't make things difficult for me!"

He Rourou's eyes widened in anger.

Of course, she knew that she was no match for this general.

Even if there were 10,000 of her, she would not be able to do it.

The generals of the Blackguard were all human-shaped war machines.

One person could plough over a medium-sized country!

In front of such experts, numbers were meaningless.

Other than the generals and gods, no one could stop them but she was still stubborn!

Because compared to humiliation and death, she was more afraid of being abandoned!

Her spirit and flesh had long belonged to her master.

For her master, she could sacrifice everything!

But...

A rustling sound rang in her ears.

It was the voice of her master's servant.

He Rourou's expression changed slightly.

She turned around and glared fiercely at that silkpants.

Then, she left.

Until she sat in her own car, He Rourou was sweating profusely.

Facing a general, even if she was determined to die, after she let out a sigh of relief, fear rose in her heart.

"Why am I so bold?" She asked herself.

But then, she gently touched her face and body.

"Master..."

"Master..." She panted.

She tried her best to recall the appearance and voice of her master.

But...

She raised her head.

Her memory was blurred.

Her master's appearance was blurred.

Her master's voice was also blurred!

She lowered her head in frustration, "As expected... I'm too weak... Master won't even let me remember his appearance!"

However...

Soon, she became excited.

She gently bowed the air in front of her.

That was the smell of her master...

It was left behind after close contact.

"Master..." He Rourou was extremely excited, "Is this a little encouragement for me... Your humble and insignificant servant girl?"

She held it carefully.

It was like a treasure, like a life.

She felt this little smell, this supreme gift and honor.

Her body softened like water.

"Master..." In the luxury car, the extremely beautiful body slowly twisted.

...

Song Shihui gently raised his hand and injected a psionic power into the body of the ugly guy on the ground, to stabilize his vigor so that he would not collapse and go crazy.

The other person sobered up quickly and started screaming.

"Shut up!" Song Shihui coldly rebuked.

He shut up right now.

"You..." Song Shihui looked down at him, "Next time remember!"

He didn't know whether the guy was lucky or not? Or unfortunate.

He was to be alive after offending that man...

He was afraid the blessings of his ancestors had been exhausted on him and he still owed a great deal.

And offending that person was a great misfortune in itself!

Fortunately...

He was still a tsundere.

Tsundere people were also proud.

Therefore, he did not take such ants and clowns to heart!

Otherwise...

Song Shihui understood that even if he was here, this fellow had long been turned into pieces.

In fact, just like the snake demon, his strength had been twisted crazily and deformed until he died.

He was even plagued by a terrifying curse. His children and grandchildren were endlessly tortured.

Thinking of this, Song Shihui shook his head.

Actually, such a silkpants was also something he detested.

But...

The Blackguard was a law enforcer.

Law enforcers could have their likes and dislikes, but they couldn't bring them to work because, if law enforcers relied on their likes and dislikes to act, then the law would lose its fairness.

An unjust law, no matter how strict the provisions and how perfect the logic was, it was destined to be an evil law or a violent law.

Therefore, Song Shihui picked up his phone and dialed a number.

Soon, a staff member arrived and carried the clown away.

He would be sent to the Blackguard's correction center to receive psychological and behavioral correction.

It would prevent him from being invaded by evil spirits.

It would also prevent him from being ruined for the rest of his life.

"I hope he can learn his lesson this time..."

"In the future, be more mindful... And be... a good person!"

Song Shihui muttered to himself. Of course, he knew that this was only his good hope.

In fact, in the Blackguard's cases, there were many hedonistic sons who were sent to the correction center. Not only did they not learn their lesson after being discharged from the center, there were many who made the same mistake again.

According to statistics, the probability of the people who were sent to the correction center making the same mistake again was as high as 70%!

This was the so-called saying that a leopard cannot change its spots!

Fortunately, there were still 30% of people who had changed.

With these thoughts in mind, Song Shihui disappeared from the parking lot.

At the same time, the cordon of the cemetery was lifted.

The people in the cemetery could come out now.

But when they came out, many people were confused and they didn't know what had happened at the entrance of the cemetery.