Deposed Crown Prince: After three years of service on the frontier, the entire court knelt and begge

"The Blood Nether Pavilion people are using my family to threaten me, forcing me to do things against my will..."

After saying this, Nie Bing paused, seemingly lost in a painful memory...

Xiao Ce said, "You tricked Yin Pan'er into the Blood Nether Pavilion?"

Xiao Ce's voice was icy as he questioned Yin Pan'er.

Xiao Ce thought of the thing that Yin Pan'er was afraid of and kept thinking about from time to time, and a hint of resentment rose in his heart.

Nie Bing naturally sensed the rising anger in Xiao Ce's heart.

Her emotions softened slightly, and she said to Xiao Ce, "Mr. Xiao Ce, I know you deeply love Pan'er. But my love for her is no less than yours..."

"It's true that I hate Yin Weiyong, but Pan'er and I grew up together, and I've always treated her like my own sister. Her entry into the Blood Nether Pavilion was unexpected... Later, I tried to get her to leave several times... but she had her own ideas. Then, I met His Highness the Crown Prince, who was originally Xiao Ce."

"And, I never imagined that after gaining your trust, that old scoundrel Yin Weiyong would become even more cunning. And I've gone further and further down this path, sinking deeper and deeper..."

Xiao Ce did not doubt his statement that he had never harmed Yin Pan'er.

Have you met your brother and your family?

After hearing Xiao Ce's words, Nie Bing nodded and said, "Of course... but..."

Nie Bing's eyes dimmed slightly.

Xiao Ce said to Nie Bing, "Isn't he completely different from what you imagined?"

Upon hearing Xiao Ce's words, Nie Bing's eyes widened, and she asked Xiao Ce with some surprise, "Mr. Xiao Ce, how did you know...?"

"If someone is taken away by those organizations from a young age... what kind of normal values ​​can they possibly have under the guidance of those organizations..."

Nie Bing nodded bitterly, "That's right, so I don't blame him... He's a victim too..."

When Xiao Ce saw Nie Bing's thoughts, he was momentarily stunned.

I was thinking to myself, is that what I meant?

But I'm too lazy to explain.

Nie Bing continued, "Later, a huge change occurred in the Blood Nether Pavilion. The original owner, Xiao Ce, returned. He used some unknown means to reorganize the fragmented Blood Nether Pavilion in a very short time and firmly control it."

Nie Bing's lips curled into a bleak smile. "He came to me. In front of him, people from the Blood Nether Pavilion brought my family's personal belongings."

As Nie Bing spoke, her body trembled slightly uncontrollably, and her voice became choked with sobs.

“He told me that my former ‘master’ had already groveled at his feet. Now, my family’s life and death are in his hands. He needs a knife that is sharp enough, understands East Asia enough, and hates you enough, to control the West for him and crush all your possibilities.”

“And so, you became his ‘President’,” Xiao Ce interjected, his tone knowing.

"Yes." Nie Bing closed her eyes, and two lines of clear tears silently slid down her cheeks!

"He gave me power, gave me robots and weapons far ahead of their time, and allowed me to establish the Illuminati in the West and cultivate influence... The price was that my family would forever be his bargaining chip, and I had to become his most loyal hound. He told me that only he could help me fight back..."

Nie Bing gave a bitter laugh as she spoke, then said, "At that time, Yin Weiyong's power was growing stronger and stronger. I knew that if I wanted revenge, I had to kill you first..."

"However, during the transfer, our ship was attacked by an unknown force, and my entire family perished at sea. Although they were rescued, they were all in a deep coma..."

"And at this crucial moment, the original owner of this body, Xiao Ce, appeared and told me that he had a way to keep them alive, to ensure they didn't die, and even a way to bring them back to life..."

If Xiao Ce had heard these words before, he would definitely have thought they were lies.

However, after meeting the people at the creation base, he would still choose to trust them.

"So, he saved your family?"

Nie Bing shook her head bitterly: "Didn't the King of Zhen tell you? No, he was just keeping them alive, making them neither truly alive nor truly dead... He said they were in a special 'slumber.' With his 'master's' supreme power, as long as I continue to serve him and complete his mission of conquering the West and completely eliminating you, Xiao Ce, once he controls all the resources of this world and opens the 'Star Gate,' he can use a 'miracle' to bring my mother and brother... back to life! Even my long-dead father, truly and completely, will return!"

"I know he might be lying to me... but I think it's possible..."

As she spoke, Nie Bing said excitedly, "By the way, Mr. Xiao Ce, you said you've seen an even more amazing place..."

As he spoke, it seemed he had thought of something crucial again.

"Xiao Ce! Tell me! You've witnessed the 'miracle' of that creation base! They can stuff consciousness into steel shells! They can even 'revive' Xiao Dingshan! The 'him' behind the original owner... can he... can he really do that too?! My family... is there still hope?!"

Nie Bing completely broke down...

What sustained her for so long, whether it was forced loyalty or the faint hope of resurrection!

At this moment, they were shaken to their knees by Xiao Ce's powerful presence and the cruel reality.

She was no longer the powerful "President," but a pitiful woman toyed with by fate and tormented by her obsession.

She slid off the chair and knelt down, clutching Xiao Ce's robes tightly with both hands, like a drowning person grasping at a last piece of driftwood, sobbing uncontrollably: "Please... tell me... if it's true... if it's true... I'll do anything you want! Betray him? Kill him? As long as you... as long as my family comes back... my life is yours! I'll atone for what I've done..."

Xiao Ce looked at Nie Bing's emotional breakdown...

Thinking to himself, his guess was correct; Nie Bing was still a useful tool.

As for her life or death, Xiao Ce still had to leave it to Yin Pan'er.

After all, although she said a lot, she didn't actually go into detail about many things.

Xiao Ce was not interested in these things at the moment.

Because of all these loves and hates, he probably hasn't bothered with them anymore...

“Nie Bing…” he said softly, breaking the silence.

"You're half right. The technology at the Creation Base can indeed transfer consciousness, giving the dying a kind of rebirth."

He could clearly feel the violent trembling coming from the robe beneath his palm.

"But you're wrong about another point. The original owner of this body, Xiao Ce, never possessed, and never could possess, this ability."

Nie Bing suddenly raised her head, her tearful eyes filled with surprise, disbelief, and hope.

"He lied to me? But he... he didn't..."

"What they're dealing with is likely a digital life form. Of course, the person behind them might be capable of doing it. But, as you said, this is a bargaining chip for them, and they might easily cash in on it..."

Nie Bing, her face grim, said to Xiao Ce, "You must have a way, right?"

Xiao Ce nodded: "Of course. I do have a way... but, as you know, there are conditions..."

Nie Bing looked at Xiao Ce and said, "You said... anything I can do..."

Xiao Ce straightened up, looking down at me with unwavering resolve: "That means you must become my blade, a truly sharp and absolutely loyal blade. Sever the original owner's last tentacles in the West, and help me completely eradicate him and his disgusting master from this world. This is a deal, and it's the only chance you can truly seize to redeem your family. Your life is already mine; now, I need your choice."

"A choice?" Nie Bing murmured.

The despair in his eyes receded slowly like the tide, replaced by an almost insane determination.

She released her grip on Xiao Ce's robe, her body no longer trembling, but instead taut like a fully drawn bow.

She braced herself on the edge of the chair and stood up with difficulty, her back straight. Although the tears on her face were still wet, the sharp aura that belonged to the "President" was like steel that had been tempered and re-forged.

"I choose." Her voice was hoarse but exceptionally clear, each word seemingly squeezed out from between her teeth!

"As long as there is even a sliver of hope to save my mother and brother, I would gladly become your knife, or even jump into the boiling oil of hell right now!"

She suddenly looked at Xiao Dingshan, who was standing behind Xiao Ce, her eyes burning with a desire for confirmation, "King of Zhen! What Xiao Ce said about the Creation Base... is it true? Can they... really do it?"

She didn't ask Xiao Dingshan this for any other reason than that she felt that the Prince of Zhen had always been a very upright person in her mind.

Meeting Nie Bing's burning gaze, Xiao Dingshan nodded steadily, his tone carrying the weight of someone who had experienced life and death: "Miss Nie, I am proof of that. The base's technology is incredible, yet it can recreate life. Consciousness transfer is not a delusion. Since Xiao Ce has made his promise, he is the only reliable path for you."

"Besides, you saw me too... I followed the original owner of this body, Xiao Ce, for a while, although we never met. You should know what my fate was..."

Upon hearing Xiao Dingshan's words, Nie Bing's eyes twitched, and she nodded, "That's right, I've heard about you..."

Or perhaps Nie Bing suddenly realized: "King of Zhen, you too have been resurrected..."

Xiao Dingshan nodded, paused, and added, "That's right, they do have that ability. However, you need to think carefully... This path is difficult, and the price will be high. You must be prepared to be shattered to pieces and never be able to escape."

"To be shattered to pieces? To be utterly destroyed?"

Nie Bing's lips curled into a fierce smile, but her eyes burned with a reckless light!

“Since my entire Nie family suffered misfortune, we were taken in by that old scoundrel Yin Weiyong with his hypocritical benevolence, and then fell into the clutches of the Blood Nether Pavilion, where we have been used as puppets by that so-called ‘Crown Prince’ ever since… I, Nie Bing, have already been rolled in the oil cauldron of hell countless times! As long as it can give my family a glimmer of hope, what’s one more roll?”

Her gaze locked onto Xiao Ce again, and beneath that submission lay a desperate ruthlessness: "Tell me, who do you want me to chop with this knife? How do you want to chop it? The Illuminati? The Western Alliance? Or... that 'Crown Prince's' hiding place?"

A barely perceptible hint of approval flashed in Xiao Ce's eyes. Nie Bing's swift adjustment and ruthlessness were exactly what he needed. He walked behind the large desk, his fingers tracing the cold surface.

"First, maintain your position as 'Guild Leader'." Xiao Ce's voice regained its calm decisiveness. "The person behind the original Xiao Ce should be unaware of these matters... Continue to do what you're supposed to do..."

After listening to Xiao Ce's words, Nie Bing asked in confusion, "That's it?"

Xiao Ce smiled and said to Nie Bing, "Of course it's not just that..."

Victor King is already one of my men. Ed White is a smart man; he'll know what to choose once he sees the winds blowing. Your job is to continue playing the role of the guild leader, loyal to him (the original owner) but terrified by the 'surprise attack' from Xiao Ce of East Asia.

He looked at the messy corridor outside the door: "This attack is the perfect excuse. Claim to the outside world that Xiao Ce of East Asia sent an elite team to infiltrate and sabotage, intending to assassinate you, but they were repelled by your Iron Guards. Make the commotion as big as possible, let the whole of Lingas City and the Western Alliance know that 'Xiao Ce' is the biggest threat, and you, Nie Bing, are the mainstay in resisting him."

This was a plan that Xiao Ce came up with on the spot...

He had originally planned to show himself directly, but Nie Bing's cooperative attitude made it easier for him...

Nie Bing immediately understood: "You want me to feign resistance and continue to raise the banner of opposing you, making the original owner believe that the West is still under his control? And I will use this identity to secretly clear obstacles for you?"

“Not bad.” Xiao Ce nodded. “Where did you hide the Iron Man Legion of the original owner’s faction? And those weapon blueprints and core components he gave you, far beyond this era—I need their exact locations and lists. And… that person behind the original owner Xiao Ce…”

After listening to Xiao Ce's words, Nie Bing nodded first, then looked slightly puzzled: "I can tell you everything I know... but you should know that my identity prevents me from contacting the person behind the original owner..."

Xiao Ce smiled and nodded, then said, "That's right, I naturally know about this..."