This is completely different from what he thought!

Normally, you shouldn't get along well with the other person and then subtly change her mind.

Since when does an enlightenment teacher have to work as a part-time cook?

Do we need to give the ingredients some psychological counseling so that they can cook themselves to taste better?

Although the development of the results is a bit far-fetched.

But if you think about it carefully, this doesn’t seem to be a bad thing. At least the king has begun to rely on himself in life.

Even if I can't make her change her mind at the moment, at least I am qualified to make suggestions.

......

\"Wendy, why hasn't Mr. Jiang Xun come these days?\"

The young man sat in his home and said with some melancholy.

\"I don't know, but I think he must have his reasons.\"

Wendy then spoke her mind.

During the several times that Jiang Xun came to guide their actions, he had been impressed by their insights and ideas.

He explains both management and personnel methods in a very logical way.

No matter what the situation is, the other party can always find the problem in the first time and provide the best solution.

Although sometimes I don't quite understand what those tactics like counter-drawing mean, but I always feel that I can catch the opponent by surprise.

And the most important thing is that the other party often invites me to drink!

For Wendy, people who buy him drinks are generally not bad people.

\"Oh, I understand. Mr. Jiang Xun doesn't want me to be too dependent on him. I need to learn to solve problems on my own.\"

The boy's mind was opened up at this time, and he felt that he understood what Jiang Xun meant.

Jiang Xun: Huh? (Da Li Ge is puzzled)

\"What you said seems to make some sense.\"

Wendy also started thinking after hearing this, and he felt that it did make some sense.

\"Without further delay, I have to go and solve the problems in the team. I can't let Mr. Jiang Xun down! \"

The boy said, then stood up and left the room.

Wendy followed suit.

A man and an elf arrived at a secluded place. After opening the door, they found that there were already several people behind the door.

The young man nodded at them. These were all capable people he had discovered, and each of them had his own abilities.

\"Everyone, how are things going?\"

The boy was the first to ask.

\"We have been expanding our scale secretly, and I believe we will have a complete team soon. Then I will trouble you to train them, Mr. Knight.\"

The female archer named Amos said to the red-haired knight beside her.

The red-haired knight nodded expressionlessly.

\"Very good, we must be careful and must not be discovered by the tyrant and his subordinates.\"

\"Subordinates? Are you talking about the one called Jiang Xun?\"

Amos asked.

\"Um... Anyway, it's good for you to know.\"

The boy just laughed it off and ignored the topic.

Only he and Wendy knew that Jiang Xun was actually a traitor. The reason they didn't tell anyone else was because the people's hearts had just stabilized.

If this matter were to get out, it would inevitably cause some trouble.

He planned to explain this matter to everyone after overthrowing the tyrant.

Next, several people began to discuss the next plan, and everyone present gave their opinions.

.....

\"Jiang Aiqing, do you have any other stories? Tell me another one.\"

Diecarapian's big sky-blue eyes looked straight at Jiang Xun, with a hint of expectation on his beautiful face.

Jiang Xun was a little puzzled when he heard this. He didn't expect that this demon god who had lived for who knows how many years would be interested in those fairy tales?

Originally, I wanted to use something new to arouse the other party's interest and promote trust between each other, but now that trust is there, the story seems unable to stop.

The most outrageous thing is that this demon god chose the time when he was sleeping to ask himself to speak.

Why haven’t I seen you call me dad even though I’ve done all this?

Jiang Xun thought about it, looking helplessly at Diocletian who was already lying on the bed.

\"Okay, then I will tell you the story of the ugly duckling today.\"

\"Once upon a time there was a newly born duck, it looked very ugly... Finally sprinkled with cumin and chili powder, the iron pot stewed goose is really delicious! \"

After Jiang Xun finished telling today's fairy tale about An Tusheng, he felt that the demon god should go to sleep.

Although he didn't know why the demon needed to sleep, he couldn't do anything about it. It might just be a habit caused by years of boredom.

\"Hey, Jiang Xun, you are deliberately making fun of me, right?!\"

Dikarapian looked at Jiang Xun angrily.

It's clear that the king was not happy with the ending of the story.

This made Jiang Xun feel a little strange, because it was really delicious.

\"What kind of stories are you telling? I want to hear stories with happy endings, not recipes!\"

\"Wang, you said it was delicious yesterday....\"

\"I don't care! Change it for me quickly!\"

Looking at the Fierce Wind Demon God staring at him with eyes wide open, Jiang Xun did not feel scared. Instead, he thought the other party's expression was quite cute.

Something is really wrong with this King of the Tower.

Then Jiang Xun also changed the story.

\"Once upon a time there was a king who was very powerful and loved his people, but... in the end the king died and his people got the freedom they wanted.\"

After Jiang Xun finished speaking, he carefully glanced at the other person's face and found that he was not glaring at him, so he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

\"Hmph, just barely enough.\"

Diekarapian said.

Looks quite satisfied.

\"King, don't you want to know how the king in the story died?\"

Jiang Xun asked tentatively.

\"I don't care how she died. Since she was attacked by the people, it means she didn't do what she should have done.\"

Diekarapian snorted coldly, disdaining the specific circumstances of the matter.

In her opinion, a king who was not loved by the people was not worthy of her knowing the cause of his death.

\"Okay, I'm going to sleep, you go first.\"

Diekarapian immediately drove Jiang Xun away.

Jiang Xun also left after hearing this.

However, this time he did not choose to go back to his room to sleep, but left the castle.

These days I have been busy trying to instill correct ideas into the King of the Tower.

I almost forgot there are such things as teenagers and rebelling against the people.

I wonder how they are doing?

Jiang Xun said to himself.

After disguising himself for a while, he came to the bar and met the boy again.

At this moment, his brows were furrowed, as if he was thinking about some difficult problem.

\"Good evening, both of you.\"

Jiang Xun's voice interrupted the boy's thoughts. Oh, there is also a wind elf holding wine.

\"You are, Mr. Jiang Xun, you are here!\"

The boy hesitated for a moment before reacting.

Seeing that the other person had wrapped himself tightly, the boy's face showed a hint of apology.

\"I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang Xun, it's because you fulfilled my wish....\"

\"Needless to say, this is also my wish. Since there must be a revolution, there must be sacrifices. Why can't it be me?\"

Seeing Jiang Xun still smiling, the boy felt even more guilty.

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