She is on Fire at the Apex of Si Ye’s Heart

"Nonsense! How can I not worry about this!"

That sentence was blurted out before he could even think about it, causing those nearby to look over in surprise. Jing Yi coughed a few times and looked away as if nothing had happened.

Deliberately lowering his voice, "What if Teacher Cang runs away! Don't forget that Teacher Cang can leave at any time if he wants to! We can't let the relationship between the two of them become tense!"

Otherwise, they will definitely lose Teacher Cang!

"..." Tai Song didn't know what to say. He actually felt that Jing Yi's worries were unreasonable. This was indeed what they were worried about.

If Master Cang leaves.

It was indeed the biggest loss for their legion.

Tai Song hesitated for a while: "Then how can we make them reconcile?"

"We need to find out why they are so upset," Jing Yi thought for a while, "You said the general refused to tell us, why don't we ask Master Cang?"

"I'm afraid you will only make things worse."

Jing Ziyue walked over and looked at Jing Yi, "Listen to me, let them resolve the admiral's matters by themselves. Let's not get involved."

Jing Ziyue could see the problems between the two of them, but it had to be Teacher Cang who wanted to resolve the conflict.

Neither can anyone else.

The appearance of the Martyricide Legion undoubtedly silenced the entire surrounding area. The eyes of powerful men from all major forces looked at them, with expressions ranging from confusion to scrutiny.

Wei Yan and Zou Er looked over and found the young master at a glance. He was dressed in unchanging white clothes. His temperament was cold and dignified, and his appearance was so handsome and refined that it was difficult for others to ignore him.

Even though Wei Haoyun and others had never seen the young master, Cang Fengyu recognized Cang Fengyu based on the portrait alone. The silhouette of the young master who had always existed in the illusion was now slightly clearer.

Although Wei Haoyun maintained his original majesty as the head of the family, his mood obviously fluctuated after seeing that figure, and he murmured to himself: "It looks like him, he really looks like him..."

Exactly like the person in the portrait.

How many years have passed, he has not changed at all, he is still so young.

The few people standing next to him looked a little excited and looked at Wei Haoyun: "He is the head of the family..."

Wei Haoyun nodded, stretched out his hand to stop what they blurted out, and whispered: "Don't do anything about it beforehand."

Several people who were also powerful members of the Wei family put away their emotions. No matter how well they hid it, their eyes looking at the figure became more and more fanatical.

These people are all directly related to the Wei family, and they show their sincere support for the Wei family. Naturally, they know some information about the young master.

They know it too.

That is the person of the portrait.

Not a descendant or a junior.

He is the young master.

They were born in the Wei family, and they have been instilled with the family philosophy since they were young, in order to make the children of the Wei family not forget their true intentions. Every generation wants to see the young master.

Sometimes they also wonder if the young master their Wei family so-called protects has died long ago. After all, how many years have passed, how can anyone live for such a long time.

Unexpectedly.

continues to this day.

People of their generation saw the young master in the portrait. After tens of thousands of years, they finally waited...

In the Wei family's mansion, the old man sitting in a wheelchair looked at the figure that appeared on the video screen. His eyes gradually became wet, and he lowered his head and wiped away his tears.

Only people of the older generation have deep feelings for the young master, because this is entirely due to the indoctrination from their own parents and grandfathers.

The servant guarding the wheelchair also saw it. He heard the old master say: "Look, the young master is really back."

"The young master is back." The servant hesitated, holding on to the handle of the wheelchair, "Master, please don't cry."

"I'm so happy," the old man murmured to himself with moist eyes, "My parents didn't wait. I have been guarding the Wei family for so many years... and finally waited for the young master to come back."

"came back……"

He absently looked at the video screen displayed by the optical brain, wanting to remember this scene and never forget it, "It'll be nice to come back."

The servant grabbed the handle tighter and said, "Master, if you want to see him so much, you might as well go and meet the young master. Maybe the young master can save you."

"I..." the old man said with a disapproving smile, "No need, my legs are no longer used to walking. The wheelchair is very good and very convenient."

The servant frowned and said worriedly: "Master, if there is a chance, your leg must be treated."

Perhaps a few decades ago, he would have had hope that his leg could recover, but now, he shook his head: "Don't bother me, sir. I know my leg well. In fact, I could have removed it and replaced it with a mechanical leg. But I'm not used to it, I still want to keep my legs, even if I can't feel them..."

"Sir, you..."

The servant frowned and was about to speak, but was interrupted by the old man's hand. He didn't say anything after all, but he didn't know how much the old man wanted his legs to heal during that time, but now...

The old man looked at the optical brain's screen, touched it with his wrinkled hands, and murmured to himself: "Look, this is the young master."

They are the people that the Wei family wants to protect.

The servant let go, came in front of him, looked at him, and said respectfully: "Even if I don't heal your leg, you must go and see the young master. You are the old head of the Wei family, so you should go and see him, sir."

The old man hesitated, lowered his eyes and looked at his legs: "Are you going to meet..."

The servant was afraid that he would regret it, so he said directly: "Let's go and see him. Ancient ruins have also appeared. This is the right time."

The old man didn't know whether he heard it or not. After a while, he nodded: "You're right, it's time to go see..."

D area.

Everyone watched.

Among these people, the most conspicuous one without exception is the stern man who is also wearing a military uniform. What is different from the others is that his military uniform is slightly different from the others, as well as his unique and powerful aura.

They all know.

That was the general of the Martyricide Legion.

The strongest person in the federal military.

Some people noticed the young man in white clothes among them, and they wondered why there was anyone in the Martyricide Legion who did not wear any of the legion's iconic clothes or titles.

I'm also amazed that there is such a good-looking soldier here... Wait, is he a soldier?

Everyone frowned in confusion.

But for those who had seen Cang Feng Yu before, they were stunned by this scene. Isn't Cang Feng Yu from the First Academy of the Federation? How could he be with the Martyr Slayer Legion?

Chen Yiming's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw the familiar figure. He grabbed the person next to him and was extremely excited: "That's our mentor!"

"Your mentor?" The head of the Chen family frowned slightly and asked with some confusion, "Why is your mentor related to the Legion of Martyrs?"