Chapter 119: Battle (2)
Looking at the ghost, Feng Qinghan tilted his head slightly, as if thinking about something, and then said: "When do you think I should clean up the 'mess' you mentioned?"
Needless to say, Guisha could see that although Feng Qinghan was asking questions, he had no intention of consulting him, so he replied: "You always know when to stop."
It seemed that the ghost's answer was expected, and a faint smile appeared on Feng Qinghan's face.
"But I don't want to leave her. You can also understand that I don't want to leave her with my rival."
"…This joke doesn't suit you."
"How do you know it's a joke?"
"You understand, don't you?"
Listening to Guisha's meaningful words, Feng Qinghan's smile deepened and he said with a smile: "Don't be so unconfident about yourself. It's unlike you."
"I am pragmatic and more self-aware."
"That's true."
Feng Qinghan's words made Guisha feel angry, but he couldn't vent his anger and could only stare at Feng Qinghan coldly.
"You are probably the only one who would be so murderous in front of me. Why don't you really kill me?"
It's not hard to tell that Feng Qinghan's words are provocative, or maybe he's just joking?
"If possible, I will not show mercy." Guisha answered without any doubt.
"What a cold-blooded person."
"It's really ironic to hear this coming from your mouth."
"Is there?"
Guisha was silent. He knew that he would suffer if he continued, so he simply stopped talking. He even looked away from Feng Qinghan to avoid feeling uncomfortable.
Seeing the anger hidden under the expressionless face of Guisha, Feng Qinghan smiled. Such situations between him and Guisha were commonplace. Whenever they talked, it would happen like this. Therefore, Guisha rarely took the initiative to talk to him. Even when they were together, Guisha would not speak easily. Who would like to be teased? In fact, Feng Qinghan himself did not know why. Every time he talked with Guisha, he liked to tease him. After getting used to it, if he did not quarrel with Guisha when he was with him, he might feel uncomfortable.
After a long while, Feng Qinghan finally spoke: "Do you know about the Zhao State?"
"You mean Rengoku?"
Guisha quickly responded and moved his gaze back to meet Feng Qinghan's.
"Um."
Feng Qinghan couldn't deny it. Sometimes it was just like that and there was no need to say it out loud, but he knew that Guisha knew it.
"...Not only the princess was sent there, but even the king lost his life. This war is simply unavoidable."
"What are the chances of winning?" Feng Qinghan asked.
It would have been better if he hadn't asked. As soon as he asked, the corner of Guisha's mouth twitched uncomfortably. It wasn't obvious, but Feng Qinghan still caught it easily. He knew that this was the reaction of Guisha to suppress his inner emotions and anger, but he deliberately ignored it.
"Are you asking about Zhao or Lian?"
Suppressing his surging emotions, Guisha tried his best to ask calmly.
"Of course it's Zhao."
"Is it necessary?"
"certainly."
"reason."
"He can only lose to me."
"So, do you think, besides you, who can defeat him right now? Don't tell me about the two brothers from Zhou State, they can't even take care of themselves."
Guisha spoke these words almost word by word, and he was just gritting his teeth. One can imagine how he felt.
"That's why I'm talking about how great the chances of winning are. In terms of combat power, Lian State is not inferior to Zhao State, not to mention that Lian State has a huge advantage in weapons. Moreover, even if King Lian dies, Lian State still has a capable crown prince, and the government will not be in chaos because of King Lian's death. On the contrary, King Lian's death is more likely to anger the army, and the fighting should be very angry. Compared with these, Zhao State has been fighting for years, and no matter how strong a battlefield lion is, it will get tired. What's more, the most important thing is King Zhao himself. Due to his physical condition, he can't fight at all. So under the fatigue of the soldiers and the inability of King Zhao to fight, the two countries will go to war. I really want to know what their chances of winning are."
Guisha sneered, he understood what Feng Qinghan wanted to know. He knew what Feng Qinghan wanted to know after hearing so much, he just wanted to know one thing.
"You mean to say that King Zhao will not fight this time?"
Since he already knew what Feng Qinghan wanted to ask, Guisha didn't need to beat around the bush and went straight to the point without changing his expression.
"Fighting is inevitable. How can he fight given his physical condition?"
Feng Qinghan remained calm, his expression did not change at all, and he responded to Guisha's words very naturally.
"How is it?" asked the ghost.
"You're a doctor, shouldn't you know better than me?"
The ghost groaned and turned his eyes away from Feng Qinghan. His expressionless face finally changed, very slightly and very suppressed, but it was still visible that his eyes were like sharp swords and filled with anger. His shoulders trembled slightly, and his hands on both sides were clenched tightly into fists. Red liquid overflowed from between his fingers, dripping drop by drop onto the carpet on the ground and then spreading out. This look fully reflected the ghost's anger, as well as his struggle against a certain idea and his reaction of resisting it with all his might...
Feng Qinghan had known this would happen, although he was smart enough not to say it out loud, but the ghost demon's reaction still caught him off guard. As smart as he was, he had never expected the ghost demon's reaction to be so strong, nor had he thought that even for him, this was the first time he had seen the ghost demon's reaction. So he knew it was inconvenient for him to say anything else and could only wait for the ghost demon to speak first. So he chose to remain silent and took the opportunity to turn around and tuck the corner of the quilt for Yin Yin.
