No one can be a dog licker

Chapter 258: Prisoner's End

At that moment, when Wu Baitian's eyes fell on the eye-catching mourning armband on the other person's left arm, it was as if a flash of lightning flashed through her mind, making her understand many things in an instant.

Despite her complicated feelings, she finally stepped forward and said softly, "Yes, Chief Sun, I need the official name of 'Dianqian' to be corrected."

Her voice trembled slightly, and she was obviously in awe of the man who had his back to them. His father, the president of Dixin Wuda, Sun Yinghong, had passed away more than a year earlier than in his previous life.

Everything seemed to have been accelerated without anyone noticing.

Hearing this, the man curled up his lips into an imperceptible sneer.

Then he turned around slowly and sat on the chair.

He was sitting upright, steady as a rock, staring at Wu Baitian with a sharp gaze. A faint smile hung on his face. He asked, "Dianqian has a history of hundreds of years. Where did you get the idea of ​​rectifying its name?"

It was not until this moment that Sun Hou's true face was finally revealed to the two of them. He was only three or four points similar to the gentle and refined Vice Principal Sun that Wu Baitian had met.

His eyes are very bright, his eyebrows are thick and his nose is straight, which makes his face more three-dimensional. Although he may not be considered a stunningly handsome man in the traditional sense, he has a unique charm.

The calm, restrained and resolute temperament he exudes makes people trust and rely on him, thus creating an inexplicable sense of security.

"Although it has been in existence for a hundred years, it is now in name only. The 'signing of a coach' is vacant, so I will take the position."

Wu Baitian spoke bluntly, without any intention of avoiding Sun Hou's gaze.

At this moment, the voice in my ear also arrived as expected: "Eighth-grade middle stage, Wu Wang's grandson, fortune and disaster depend on each other, life or death. Cannot be killed, can not be used, can not be kept!"

Wu Baitian was fed up with this kind of vague so-called divine secret, but he also understood that it was probably inextricably linked to his current level of strength.

Sun Hou in the front laughed softly: "Your life is already short, so watch less of what you shouldn't watch."

Before he finished speaking, he grabbed a pack of tissues on the table and threw it at Wu Baitian.

Wu Baitian was stunned at first, and when he grabbed the tissue, he realized that his nosebleed was about to flow into his mouth.

"You are really showing off your skills in front of an expert." Wu Baitian took out a tissue and wiped the blood from his nose while sitting down in front of Sun Hou. "The commander-in-chief and my martial god Wu Da are close friends. How can you not give me a favor?"

"Convenient? Humph! If I hadn't done this convenient thing for you, do you think you could still be standing here safely?

And your hunting team of ten people, if I hadn't shown leniency, how could they run around? Wushen Wu Da is indeed famous and awe-inspiring, but you... hehehe..."

Sun Hou stopped talking here, but the meaning of his unfinished words was obvious.

How could Wu Baitian not understand the hidden meaning behind this? However, she didn't care about it at all.

If it weren't for the current situation, she would probably still be wandering around the school's abyss without fear. How could she have set foot in this infamous quagmire?

"General Sun, I have something to say but I don't know if I should say it or not." Although Wu Baitian said this, he continued, "Wang Yongchang has been the commander-in-chief of the North China Navy for 17 years, right?

Yes, that's right! He is now a ninth-grade grandmaster, with a high position and great power. But at that time, he was just a seventh-grade peak warrior.

On the other hand, although you have already entered the realm of the early eighth rank, you are only the chief minister of this small Nanzhao Province. Are you really willing to be suppressed by others like this?"

"Just? To be inferior to? The tiny Nanzhao Province? Hahahaha! You really are a joke, and you're even making false promises to me?"

Sun Hou repeated a few words from Wu Baitian's words, then leaned back in his chair and issued an order to expel him with a cold expression: "I can only protect you from being killed by warriors above the seventh rank in the territory of Nanzhao. I will not interfere with other matters. Go away!"

"Hey! Come on, Uncle Sun, this matter is slow!" Mu Qinzao, who had been invisible since he came in, leaned directly on the desk, "I think she may be able to help you move to a higher level. At least her uncle Wu Shuangcheng is still something."

"Little Five Elements?" Sun Hou's eyes fell on Mu Qinzao, with a hint of curiosity and interest in his eyes, "You, the Heavenly Masters, come out in troubled times and retreat in prosperous times.

But even so, every generation of Tianshi Dao will carefully cultivate some outstanding disciples as the seeds of inheritance, hidden in the world. No matter how you look at it, you shouldn't be thrown out by your Tianshi. Tell me?"

Mu Qinzao smiled awkwardly: "Uncle Sun, I'm actually not that good. I just got admitted to Wushen Wuda and became the top student in my grade~"

"To be honest, this 'Sign Blade' is indeed a magical weapon. It instantly linked my fate with Wu Baitian's. We are now sharing life and death. If you let it go, I might end up dying with you."

"..."Sun Hou didn't expect that Mu Qinzao would stay with Wu Baitian and even said something like sharing life and death. He frowned for a moment.

Looking at Mu Qinzao who kept making gestures to him, Wu Baitian had no choice but to continue following Mu Qinzao's words:

"Director Sun, the Black Ice Platform commanded by my uncle Wu Shuangcheng is ready to be deployed by you at any time, as long as you can help me clear my name as a Dianqian and help me secure my position as Dianqian commander."

"If it was before, maybe it would work, but now..." Sun Hou took off the mourning armband on his left arm, "I can only wear it in the office even when I am mourning for my father."

He murmured in a low voice, as if he was talking to the air, or as if he was talking to himself.

"The control of Emperor Xin Wuda has already fallen into someone else's hands..."

Even Mu Qinzao lowered his head unconsciously and began to think about something. But Wu Baitian did not detect a trace of dejection from Sun Hou's words. On the contrary, she could only keenly feel Sun Hou's unwillingness.

"Director Sun, are you crying poor?"

Mu Qinzao was so shocked to hear Wu Baitian say such words at this moment that he was speechless for a moment and even had the urge to cover Wu Baitian's mouth.

"What do you mean?" Sun Hou's voice was low and powerful, as if every word contained power.

He slowly raised his eyes, his eyes seemed to be able to see into people's hearts, as sharp as a prisoner looking for the only chance of survival in the dead end.

At this moment, his expression began to coincide with the description in the information provided by Wu Shuangcheng. This Sun Hou was a psychopath, just as crazy as her...