Han Ge looked at him in surprise, but he didn't expect Han Fei to say such a sentence.

This feeling was very unreal. He even wanted to clean his ears and listen to him say it again.

After a moment of silence, he said in an extremely sighing tone: "It seems that the Ninth Master is a little desperate!"

Before this, Han Ge had reminded him more than once that South Korea was beyond help, but Han Fei always had fantasies, believing that the future could be promising.

But now, Han Fei is silent.

Why did he say such words?

Whether it is the current situation in the seven countries or the dilemma in South Korea, these have not become the source of his despair.

What really disappointed him was Han Wangan's attitude.

Because he is afraid of death and wants to survive, he can do anything!

He didn't know how many times he had seen him, and wanted to try to convince his father not to beg for the short peace in front of him.

In his opinion, Ji Wuye's method was tantamount to drinking a dove to quench his thirst.

That is to stretch your neck under the enemy's knife, and you will kill yourself!

But King Han was unwilling to pay attention to his suggestion. His answer was always, Lao Jiu, you are only good at studying and don’t understand the general trend of the world!

He did not give up and insisted on trying to convince his father.

But Han Wangan had only seen him twice, and when he asked for a meeting again, he was blocked in front of his father's door. He remembered every time he crossed the Shuangge who was blocking the road guard and looked deep in the palace, hoping that he would have a slight response.

But...no!

However, this king, who was extremely strong in the palace, had an extremely weak attitude towards the outside world!

He still remembers Honglian crying and asking herself to save her, but in the end she was under house arrest.

Every time I went to see her, Han Fei felt that the girl was a little different every time.

At first she would complain, she would complain, she would be dissatisfied, and she would be unhappy.

Later, she said that she didn't want to marry Ji Wuye. She understood her father's difficulties, but did not understand why her father suddenly became ruthless.

Later, she stopped complaining or cried.

The last time when Honglian saw him, she just said lightly, on the day she got married, she would die in the most gorgeous wedding dress and die in front of Han Wangan.

That time, Han Fei looked at him and said nothing.

Those words of comfort could no longer be spoken, and his heart was trembling.

She knew, she knew everything.

She knew that she had always hoped that her father would wake up, and she would use her own blood to put the dripping reality in front of Han Wangan.

Han Fei didn't know what kind of ideological struggle he, who had been loved by thousands of people, had experienced to make such a decisive decision.

But her words pierced the deepest helplessness in Han Fei's heart.

Is it useful? He doesn't think so.

He sighed sadly, Han Fei's expression was exactly the same as that of that time. He looked at Han Ge, "You won't let South Korea go anyway, right?"

Even if he didn't look at his expression, everyone present, including Han Ge, could feel Han Fei's desperate emotions.

Han Ge refused to comment on his question and moved the corner of his mouth, "Young Master Jiu, people are always like this, and it is difficult to accept bad facts. I can understand your mood, but I hope you understand me too. If you do this, it will cause me a lot of trouble. Why should I help you?"

Han Ge's tone was very plain and his eyes were very calm.

He gave Han Fei a chance very early, and he can only say that people are always good at imagining the future as beautiful.

Then the persistent person will struggle for it without hesitation, and in the end he realizes that reality is contrary to his wishes.

But... it's too late.

Han Fei looked at him calmly, and he was not surprised by Han Ge's reaction.

He may not be the one who knows Han Ge's best, but since he made his debut, Han Fei has paid attention to it. Until now, he knows what kind of temperament Han Ge has.

So, he looked at Han Ge firmly, "If you agree, Liusha is willing to join Tianwaitian!"

Han Ge suddenly raised his gaze and looked at him seriously. Without saying a word, he turned to look at Wei Zhuang on the other side.

The white-haired and cold-haired young man always held the sword and said nothing.

Not speaking means Han Fei’s idea, and he agrees with it.

At this time, Yan Fei looked at Han Ge's reaction seriously because she knew that Han Ge attached great importance to Liusha in her heart.

"Tsk, the Ninth Young Master's condition is really tempting!"

It took Han Ge a long time to sigh.

Although the quicksand is somewhat maldeveloped now, it is all the essence!

Han Fei's eyes narrowed, and the other party's feelings meant that it was not enough!

Sighing, Han Fei suddenly relaxed. When he decided to come to see Han Ge, he broke free from a heavy shackle.

Now, you can keep your expectations to a minimum and you don’t have to be stubborn everywhere.

Turning around, sitting back to the main seat, picking up the tea that Bai Feng had just poured, and sniffing it gently, as if he was a little enjoying.

"Don't you listen to my request?"

Han Ge shook his head, "I just need to know, it's very troublesome."

The more you give, the more you want.

Han Fei was not in a hurry. When he figured out some things, he was a little different.

After taking a leisurely taste of the tea, he asked, "What do you think?"

Han Ge looked at Han Fei who suddenly became a little free and easy, and his lips curled up, looking a little evil, "Do you think the explosion on Duanyue Cliff can level the entire Xinzheng City?"

Han Fei's eyes were frozen, his hands stopped for a moment, and then he relaxed his body again, smiling a little unnaturally, "Not to mention whether you can do this, do this all over the innocent, don't you feel a bit cruel?"

Han Ge doesn't care, "I've said it countless times, what does it have to do with me?"

Han Fei gently put the cup on the table, sorted out his words, and said, "Maybe God does not care about the lives of ordinary people, but do you really have the heart to kill some people?"

Han Ge also put down the teacup and looked at him with interesting interest, let me see what you want to say.

Sure enough, Han Fei continued to speak: "As far as I know, you seem to have always loved our Purple Girl."

Han Fei saw Han Ge's eyes flash. Before the other party could speak, he continued, "That's right, the purple girl is beautiful but not vulgar, charming but not demonic, which is really heart-warming. It is also a woman that makes countless men in Xinzheng excited. Could it be that Lord God will bear to let her die tragically in your plan?"

Han Fei's tone was calm, as if he was very confident.

But Han Ge frowned and said righteously, "You can't say this nonsense. How can you, Jiu Gongzi, belittle others innocence?"

What do you mean that I always like the Purple Girl? Don’t swear at others!

Han Fei smiled and said, "Haha, that's what I said wrong. Is it because the beauty admires God, so God can bear it?"

"Not only that, my sister is about to be married to Ji Wuye by her father. She is heartbroken every day because she is thinking of someone else. She also said that her great hero would save him. I wonder if Lord God knows who this person is?"

Han Ge covered his forehead, damn, why are you feeling a little ashamed? When did that happen?
Chapter completed!