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Chapter one hundred and eighty-two, chief executive Bai Qiao

But after a closer look, the chopsticks were very delicate and beautiful, with hanging gold and jade beads and decorations at the ends.

It turned out to be a pair of hairpins.

"Old Zhu, how are you doing?" Jiang He asked.

At this time, Zhu Cang was just holding the pair of hairpins and staring blankly.

I guess this hairpin was intended to be given to his daughter.

His daughter is so important to him.

Zhu Cang seemed to have not heard Jiang He's voice.

Just when Jiang He was about to let him calm himself down, Zhu Cang spoke.

"Your Highness, is that person very dangerous?" Zhu Cang said.

"It's okay." Jiang He said: "In terms of strength... he should still be in the stage of blood and energy coagulation of the heart, but he went above the first level and killed the sect leader of the Danyang Sect's heart fire..."

"As for the Fire Rain, it should be a Taoist technique, with not very strong lethality, and it only has miraculous effects on people with lower strength than him."

Zhu Cang was silent for a while and said, "I don't want to kill him."

"I want him to live in pain and regret for the rest of his life. If a sinner doesn't know how to regret it until he dies... It will be in vain if he dies."

"I want him to never turn over, and always think about what he has done to him!"

Zhu Cang trembled the more he spoke. He said, "Your Highness, can you help me? As long as you are willing to help me, no matter how much the price I have to pay... even if I am a slave forever... I am willing."

"No need." Jiang He said: "I will help you, but I also hope you can live as your daughter expects. Mr. Zhu, please calm down and eat something."

"Life as my daughter expects?" Zhu Cang murmured.

"After punishing Xiao Chen and making him regret forever, I think you can try to revive Danyang Sect and build it into a powerful sect. I think your daughter will definitely be proud of you, the father." Jiang He said: "At that time, I will do my best to help you. Dinner is coming soon. I wish you some food first."

In fact, Jiang He's heart is a little heavy, and human emotions are contagious.

He planned to leave some space for Zhu Cang, so he turned around and took Ke Mengyun back to the room.

thump.

Behind Jiang He, Zhu Cang knelt down: "Your Highness has no way to repay his great kindness, so he can only kowtow and thank him."

Dong.

Zhu Cang's head was knocked on the ground.

Jiang He walked into the room without saying a word.

"Jiang He... will my parents be like him?" Ke Mengyun asked hesitantly.
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