It was like a drop of water falling into the oil pan. The guests who came to pay their respects were different. While they were still talking, Wang Xingbao touched Jiang Ling's haggard face lovingly and nodded slightly to Wang Xianzhu. Wang Xianzhu turned his head to look at the guests in the yard, and then looked coldly at Gaoqiao's decisive announcement.

"With all witnesses, I, Wang Xianzhu, announced in the name of the current head teacher of Rongxi class that starting today, Rongxi class and Liankui class will be officially merged, and the disciples of Rongxi class are all disciples of Liankui class, sharing honor and disgrace!"

As soon as one word was as heavy as Mount Tai, the hall was silent for a moment, and almost everyone was in an indescribable shock and trance.

That is the famous Rongxi class in Shanghai, which is ranked alongside Liankui and Luanping. Now it is so easy, it has become Liankui class like a joke.

this……

This is simply incredible! Everyone could not imagine or understand it at all. At this moment, they looked at Wang Xianzhu as if they were looking at a prodigal son who had squandered the treasure mountain in an instant.

Takahashi Hashi's smile just now froze on her face, and it took her more than ten seconds to recover.

"The prince is so bold, Takahashi admires it very much."

Wang Xingbao just sneered at this.

Several of the guests were probably afraid that Wang Xingbao would face the Japanese impulse, and that would be the next middle of the river, so they all squeezed out their smiles to smooth things over.

"Miss Takahashi said it well, the prince is indeed beyond the reach of everyone."

"Yes, yes, who can give away people like Master Wang like this? "It's no wonder that Miss Takahashi admires her."

A few words not only point out that Wang Xingbao is a kind and righteous man, but also spares no effort to highlight Takahashi Haiyu is a woman with a wise and generous mind.

How could Takahashi Haiyu not understand the little thoughts of these people? She was just here to pay tribute today and did not have the intention to kill people, so she just looked at Wang Xingbao with a smile and said, "The prince is really popular. It seems that she will not be too sad in the future."

"But one thing I want to remind the prince is not to be the best match for the Great East Asian Empire, any..." Takahashi looked around for a week and smiled slowly: "Any provocateur who attempts to hinder the Great East Asian Co-Prosperity Circle will be punished by the Empire."

In just thirty seconds, the faces of the crowd became extremely ugly.

This is Shanghai, which should have been the territory of the Chinese and should have been dominated by the Chinese, but now it can only let an Oriental mixed-race make a fuss here and show off its power!

Jiang Ling's eyes suddenly ignited a raging fire. When he was about to speak, Wang Xingbao quickly covered her mouth with his hands and eyes.

He looked at Jiang Ling and told her not to be impulsive, then let go and look at Takahashi Haiyu.

"Miss Takahashi, I will remember your advice in my heart, but I hope you can remember that this is still the territory of our Chinese people, and it is better to be a low-key person on other people's territory."

"Is that true?" Takahashi's eyes flashed with contempt. He had believed it before, but after seeing so many bloody examples, she felt that the people in front of her were just stray dogs struggling in vain.

She didn't say anything more, but turned around and then said lightly: "It won't take long to become the owner of the Eastern Empire. I hope your bones will be as hard as you." After that, Tathagata drifted away as if it were.

What is the difference between this and the fact that everyone present will soon become slaves of the country?

At this moment, countless guests almost rushed up.

Jiang Ling's face was flushed and his eyes were full of hatred.

Wang Xingbao's heroic spirit and strength at that moment collapsed, and his aura became helpless and dismal.

The country is in danger and the people are ravaged. They are still surviving. In the near future...

Wang Xingbao saw the miserable situation in the Northeast. The three provinces of the Northeast were forced to retreat step by step by step by step by step by 20,000 Eastern soldiers. Even the King of Northeast dared not take advantage of his strength. Even the skillful soldiers outside the pass is like this, and what about the pass where singing and dancing are peaceful and not hearing about swords and weapons for decades?

Thinking of that possibility, Wang Xingbao's face became even more depressed.

"Uncle Wang?" Jiang Ling obviously felt something was wrong with Wang Xingbao, and was a little confused.

The little girl in front of her had just died, and Wang Xingbao was unwilling to make Jiang Ling worry about random things anymore, so he forced a smile and said, "I'm fine, I'm just rushing all the way to mourn Brother Jiang, and I'm a little tired."

When Jiang Ling heard what he said, he immediately asked someone to prepare tea and food, and welcomed other members of the Rongxi class in.

A group of people were hanging out, and a few people suddenly appeared at the door.

Most of the guests didn't recognize them. When they were nervous again, Jiang Ling burst into tears, rushed over, hugged one of them and shouted, "Senior brother and sister, junior brother, why are you here now?"

But it turned out that these people were all from Lian Kuiban's former disciples who heard something happened in Jiang Zhongye and came to help.

Qiu He, who was exhausted, gently touched the junior sister's head and said with distress: "A Ling, I'm sorry, we came too late, otherwise the head teacher might not..."

Wang Xingbao also came over: "How can life and death be impermanent? Come early and come late? Don't say anything stupid. Let's go over and pay homage to Master Jiang."

Several people nodded and burned incense.

After seeing off the guests, Jiang Ling and the others would leave in the future, but a few of them said firmly: "Xiao Ling, we have heard from the prince that Rongxi class was going to be incorporated into Liankui class, so we decided not to leave. Anyway, the world is so big that we don't have much concern."

After a warm heart, Jiang Ling felt that the hot tears quickly occupied her eyes. The tears were so surging that she could not even wipe them.

"Why are you crying? It's a happy thing for the brothers from Liankuiban to come back. What's the point of crying?" A gentle male voice came from the door.

Everyone looked at it, but it was Du He. He smiled slightly. A man dressed in a soldier was next to him. It was Commander He who rushed back from another place.

"Ahe!"

"Ahe!"

The disciples of Liankui who decided to stay shouted excitedly, and they all surrounded them one by one.

At this moment, the years seemed to have returned to the peaceful and worry-free days of Liankui Ban. At that time, a group of disciples were enthusiastically asking Du He for advice. Unfortunately, things are now different and everything is gone, and tears are shedding before they want to speak.

I simply talked to the disciples of Liankui's genre. Du He had met Wang Xingbao, so he took Captain He into the back hall of the hall.

After confirming that there would be no ears in the partition wall, the man in a military uniform who had been silent only breathed a sigh of relief.

"I didn't expect that after Master Jiang's death, the relationship between her during her lifetime would not break up. It can be seen that Master Jiang is really a character." Captain He sighed softly, then frowned, as if he had remembered something troubled.

"You have to say something along the way, so there must be something crucial to tell me. There is no one around now, so you can say it with confidence."
Chapter completed!