Chapter 137 Never Died Back then, I Don't Dare to Die Now
Cruel?
Zhao Rui didn't feel anything.
He smiled and said, "Master, actually, I think you can be more cruel!"
"Yo?!"
"Speak!"
Zhao Bingzhao looked at his fifth apprentice in surprise. He thought he would scold him crazy. After all, that's how his elder brother scolded him.
"Or what if we take revenge with the Zhao family?"
Zhao Rui said this, it was really a bit ruthless.
However, Zhao Bingzhao just smiled and said, "Xiao Wu, you still have too little experience!"
"How do you know I didn't take revenge on the Zhao family?"
“Is there any?”
Zhao Rui thought about it carefully and everything in the Zhao family was fine, and it seemed that they were getting richer and richer.
"Of course there is!"
Zhao Bingzhao laughed, "I am over fifty, so I haven't left anybody behind!"
Abandoned son and grandson!
This is undoubtedly the most fierce revenge!
Zhao Bingxiao could not do anything to his own father, nor to his elder brother who loved and protected him, but he could do something to himself.
For example, he has no descendants in his life.
Just for this, his father will probably die with peace of mind.
Also, the most important point is that he has made the Zhao family famous over the years and has made the Zhao family's industry flourish.
But everything in this world cannot escape a prosperous and declining end.
He is alive, the Zhao family will not fall.
But after he died, what does the Zhao family have to do with him?
If a family is unwilling to protect its own people, then what else should such a family be passed on to do?
He can't help him with his brother's queen, but he can make himself a queen.
Similarly, the Zhao family, which has the wealth of the enemy country, will sooner or later become a piece of fat in the eyes of others.
If someone really has a spirit in heaven after his death, Zhao Bingzhao hopes that his father can be with him and see how this inhumane family declines and dies.
Zhao Rui was silent!
He never thought about this.
He always felt that his master had no descendants because his fate had not come. But he never thought that this was his master's own choice.
"Master, in fact, you are not taking revenge on the Zhao family, you are taking revenge on yourself!"
"Is there anything wrong?"
Zhao Bingxu laughed loudly, "When my sister knelt in the snow, no matter what the reason, I, a younger brother, have been taken care of by her for many years, but she became a turtle with her head!"
"Do you know?"
"Many times, I think, if I had gone out, even if I died, at least I would be at ease!"
"It's not easy to be alive."
"Fortunately, there will always be an end!"
"It's a joyful congratulation!"
Zhao Bingzhao lay on the bed and stopped talking.
Zhao Rui stopped talking and quietly retreated. Because when it comes to this, he can no longer take it.
After so many years of contact, perhaps at this moment, he truly understood his master. Just after leaving the room, Zhao Rui was a little confused. Did he really understand?
In the room, Zhao Bingxiao's eyes were faint.
What could not be seen in his mind was the heavy snow that year. His closest sister knelt in front of the door in the heavy snow. At that time, the eldest sister was so thin that her cheeks were sunken, but he could only watch.
When his elder sister passed away and many people gradually forgot the Zhao family's eldest daughter who was once famous in Jinghua, he could never forget it.
Just as he said to Zhao Rui just now.
Living is not easy.
But he can't die yet.
How can he die if he is not dead? How can he die if he doesn't watch them die, don't blow their graves, don't crush their bones and ashes, and destroy their family?
No matter how hard or painful it is, you have to live.
Chapter completed!