Xiaozhuang was placed on the bed.

The two servants knelt on the ground and changed their clothes and washed him.

The high priest frowned for a moment, walked to the table, picked up the pen and wrote a list, and handed it to the servant: "Take the medicine and bring it to the young master."

The servant took the prescription and left respectfully.

The high priest walked to the bed, looked at Xiaozhuang, and asked, "Is it worth it to suffer so much for someone else's country?"

Xiaozhuang closed his eyes: "This is not a business, it doesn't need to be measured by whether it is worth it."

"But you are the son of my Long family, who wants to be a high priest! Have you never heard of it? I would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail?"

Xiaozhuang said coldly: "When you were outside, you kept saying the rules of your ancestors and just turned around and killed Uncle Jiu for your own selfishness. Is this your life values?"

"I didn't kill Uncle Ninth."

"Not you?" Xiaozhuang smiled, "There are only two of us here, so the high priest doesn't have to lie without blushing his face and beating his heart. Yes, no, no. I, Zhuang Yu, will never deny that I, will kill someone."

"Your name is Longbo!" The high priest once again tried to correct it.

Xiaozhuang ignored him.

The high priest sighed: "You are my son, and I should pave the way for you. For you, I can do everything. What's more, just a piece of medicine? Do you really think it's someone who is guarding this pile of rotten paper and refuses to let go?"

"I only know that you are the one who keeps such a small power and refuses to let go."

"you--"

The high priest was frustrated, "You are my son. No matter what you do, I won't blame you."

Xiaozhuang turned his head to look at him: "High Priest, why can't you understand? I don't want to stay here? I'm used to the outside world, where there are people I care about and people I love."

"The person you care about should be me, a member of the Wu tribe!"

"No."

Xiaozhuang shook his head, "The people I should care about are to protect my adoptive parents who were beaten to death by the rioters, the godfather who saved me from several hooligans, the empress dowager who took me in, taught me how to study and practice martial arts and the principles of life, and the princess who came to the southern Xinjiang to find me, went thousands of miles from Kyoto to suffer."

He fell silent, as if he was recalling the situation he had experienced over the years.

It took him a long time to say, "It was these people who really left their mark in my life, not the so-called blood relationship and tribe members. High Priest, I hope you can understand these things and accept that your son has a different life and ideal than you."

The high priest also fell silent.

He held the chair and sat down slowly, feeling a little lost: "I have been working hard to find you over the years. Your mother lost her life to give birth to you. Can you deny this?"

Xiaozhuang opened his eyes and looked at him: "High Priest, do you have to stop until you lose both sides?"

"Why are you making trouble?"

"To let you know that for the sake of the Great Zhou, I can die without hesitation."

"Are they willing to kill you?" the high priest hummed, "That princess is very nervous about you. Do you really think I'm dizzy and can't tell it?"

"Then do you think Prince Lian is willing to take action?"

"...That's a cruel and vicious master."
Chapter completed!