Chapter 1 I'm Feeling a Bit Uncomfortable

Everyone has a temper.

Zheng Fan had always been suppressing his, because he was a reasonable person.

He understood Mowen's attitude towards him. Yes, he created Mowen, but it was also reasonable for Mowen to hate him.

Because he hadn't been lenient at all when he designed the "Mowen" storyline. Although it was a "son" relationship, what kind of father would bury his own son like that?

So, Zheng Fan could understand Mowen and felt guilty in his heart.

Zheng Fan didn't repeatedly mention or even feel embarrassed to bring up the fact that he had continued to draw for these demon kings.

To put it bluntly, that was just his "lingering" after learning he had a terminal illness, using the last few years to savor the things he had done in his remaining life.

Zheng Fan was grateful, grateful that the demon kings had "cared for" him during the half-year he was in a coma in this world, and waited for him to wake up.

He was also grateful for the demon kings' companionship along the way, clearing away thorns for him, shielding him from wind and rain.

Because of them,

Zheng Fan didn't feel lonely.

Reborn in a new world, he could still smoke cigarettes, and the cigarette case could even be engraved with the words "Zhonghua."

Honestly,

He didn't feel much of the loneliness and isolation of being alone in a strange world.

Instead, it was more like a group of friends going on a self-driving tour to an undeveloped and sparsely populated scenic spot.

Sitting in the car,

He saw unfamiliar scenery,

But when he turned around,

He could still listen to familiar jokes on the car CD.

The demon kings had done a lot for him, allowing him to relax with peace of mind, to play when he wanted to play, and to have things to do when he wanted to be busy and fulfilled.

This kind of life was wonderful and not boring.

Zheng Fan was really grateful to them.

In fact, Zheng Fan had always been avoiding becoming a "tool man" in the hands of these demon kings.

This was perhaps the driving force behind Zheng Fan's constant pursuit of progress.

The previous him had the courage to face a peaceful death.

The current him was cultivated by Tian Wujing, had seen the Sword Saint dance his sword, and had experienced so many battles.

There was no reason for him to be worse than his previous life.

If you want to tear off the pretense of affection, then let's not abide by the tacit rules of the game anymore.

Zheng Fan's anger was because his bottom line had been provoked.

Zheng Fan was still sitting shirtless in a chair in the front hall. Xue San limped over slowly and silently knelt down in front of Zheng Fan, without saying a word.

The beautiful and charming Ke Shi was still unconscious from the sleeping pills, sleeping in the courtyard, but no one paid any attention to her.

The men here didn't understand the principle of cherishing women.

Xue San pursed his lips, lowered his head very, very low, not daring to speak, just kneeling.

And the stone where Mowen was, after going back to see the little marquis and seeing that he was asleep, silently floated back.

At first, he wanted to float onto Zheng Fan, but looking at Zheng Fan's posture sitting there, he consciously landed back on the chair to the left.

Not long after, the Blind Man walked in through the gate.

As soon as he entered, the Blind Man felt the oppressive atmosphere here. He sighed slightly, walked into the front hall, and silently retreated to stand on the side.

After hesitating for a moment,

He still sat down on the chair on the right.

He sat down, but didn't dare take out an orange to peel anymore.

Immediately after,

Si Niang walked in. Si Niang silently walked into the front hall, gave Zheng Fan a slight bow, didn't take a seat, but stood on the side.

At the entrance of the house,

Fan Li walked over with the Sword Servant.

The Sword Servant slid down from Fan Li's shoulder,

And asked curiously and worriedly in a low voice:

"Big guy, what exactly happened inside?"

Fan Li shook his head.

"I can't go in?"

Fan Li continued to shake his head.

"Hmph, then I won't go in!"

Fan Li reached out and touched the Sword Servant's head.

Her hair was braided into two balls, and Fan Li liked to touch them.

Immediately after,

A simple and honest smile appeared on Fan Li's face,

And walked into the gate.

He smiled all the way, entered the front hall, saw Si Niang standing there, saw the master and the Blind Man sitting there, and saw Xue San kneeling there.

Fan Li sat honestly on the ground, with his hands on his knees.

At this moment, on the outer street, a group of armored soldiers, led by Jin Shuke, ran over fully armed.

Their destination was the house where Zheng Fan was.

However, they were stopped by two people.

One was Liang Cheng, and the other was A Ming.

A Ming still had some ice residue on him, having been pulled out of the ice cellar by Liang Cheng.

Jin Shuke raised his hand, and the group of armored soldiers behind him stopped. Many of the soldiers subconsciously wanted to salute Liang Cheng, but were stopped by Jin Shuke's angry shout.

"General Liang, what exactly happened at the Earl's place!"

Jin Shuke, who was responsible for patrolling the city today, had heard the commotion coming from the house. At first, he didn't pay much attention to it, but soon he noticed that the guards originally responsible for guarding the Earl's residence had been transferred out. This made him a little nervous, so he simply led a group of his own soldiers over.

"Withdraw!"

Liang Cheng ordered.

Jin Shuke cupped his fist towards Liang Cheng and said:

"General, this subordinate wants to see the Earl!"

"Tch."

A Ming laughed, and with the smell of alcohol on his breath, he slowly opened his mouth and said:

"What a loyal dog."

Jin Shuke immediately said upon hearing this:

"This subordinate is precisely the Earl's loyal dog!"

After saying that,

Jin Shuke drew his knife,

Aimed it at Liang Cheng and A Ming,

And shouted:

"Right now, this subordinate must see the Earl! All responsibility afterward will be borne by me alone!"

On the one hand, it was due to the demon kings' continuous deification campaign, using Zheng Fan as an example,

On the other hand, it was Zheng Fan's own legendary experience.

This made Zheng Fan's prestige among the military and civilians quite high.

In fact, this could not all be attributed to the demon kings' own operations, because Zheng Fan himself had made great contributions. It would be impossible for someone else to navigate so skillfully among Tian Wujing, the Yan Emperor, the Marquis of Zhenbei, and even lower-level figures like Li Fusheng.

Liang Cheng didn't forcefully give any more orders, because he knew that from this barbarian general's perspective, he was probably already becoming a rebellious and insubordinate official.

"Follow me." Liang Cheng said.

"This subordinate obeys!" Jin Shuke immediately agreed.

Liang Cheng and A Ming turned and walked towards the house. A Ming leaned slightly on Liang Cheng's shoulder and whispered:

"These are the soldiers you brought out?"

The teasing in his tone was very strong.

The soldiers you personally trained, and the soldiers you personally commanded in most battles, but in the end, you can't command them.

Of course, this was just a joke. For the demon kings, it was a very boring thing to put effort into military affairs and focus on seizing military power.

Liang Cheng and A Ming walked into the house, and Jin Shuke followed in.

Zheng Fan was still sitting in the seat of honor,

Jin Shuke knelt down:

"This subordinate pays his respects to the Earl!"

If Zheng Fan gave the slightest indication, Jin Shuke would immediately lead his soldiers in to protect him.

But when he came in, he had already realized that things were not as he had thought.

All the "gentlemen" of the Shenglai faction were here. Even if someone wanted to rebel and do something wrong, it was impossible for all these gentlemen to rebel collectively, right?

"Withdraw."

Zheng Fan said.

"Yes, this subordinate obeys!"

Jin Shuke stood up, saluted Liang Cheng and all the "gentlemen" present, and then left.

The soldiers outside the house were also ordered to be taken away by Jin Shuke.

The military coup that the Sword Saint was worried about did not happen.

Because neither Zheng Fan, the master, nor these demon king subordinates wanted to use external forces to resolve internal conflicts. Their relationship was too complex and peculiar, and outsiders couldn't interfere at all.

Of course, in this kind of relationship, the one in the dominant position was naturally Zheng Fan.

The Sword Saint was useless now, but in the backyard, there was still Shatuo Que Shi lying down. Most of the soldiers in Xuehai Pass were still loyal to him, the Earl of Pingye.

To take a step back, even if Zheng Fan ran back to Tian Wujing, he would be protected by Tian Wujing.

And once the demon kings left Zheng Fan, first of all, their path to advancement would be blocked.

Most importantly, the demon kings themselves were not united.

Each demon king had their own preferences, their own thoughts, and even their own positions.

Take Mowen for example.

Why was Xue San kneeling here, beaten so badly with a bruised nose and swollen face?

It was because in the internal strife, Mowen had unhesitatingly chosen to stand by the master's side and help beat up the other demon kings.

Another example was Si Niang. Her relationship with the master was naturally different from that of the other demon kings.

There was also a憨憨 (han han, a naive and simple-minded person), who had already advanced.

So, the situation was really clear.

One side was invincible, and the other side was fragmented, unable to form a real confrontation.

This was actually the essential manifestation of the relationship between the two sides, but because Zheng Fan was too weak, both in strength and in mind, when he had just woken up, it wasn't obvious.

Everyone was here.

Zheng Fan's gaze swept over everyone present.

The atmosphere in the front hall began to become even more oppressive.

Because Zheng Fan didn't speak, no one dared to take the lead at this time, and it wasn't appropriate to warm up the atmosphere now.

Finally,

Zheng Fan spoke:

"I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable today."

As he said that,

Zheng Fan pointed to his chest:

"I'm feeling uncomfortable in my heart."

Xue San buried his head even lower.

Coincidentally, he was indeed the culprit of this incident and the current turmoil.

Zheng Fan opened his mouth slightly,

Paused for a moment,

His eyes slightly reddened,

And said:

"I say I treat you as family, you may not believe it, and I don't really believe it myself, but to be honest, since we've ended up in this world,

No,

I'm sorry,

I can't use the word 'ended up.'

As far as I'm concerned, I've gained a new life, because I had a terminal illness in my previous life, and I didn't have much time to live anyway. Those last few years were actually just waiting to die.

As for you, you've achieved yourselves, and you've become people with flesh and blood.

In fact,

This world,

This land,

Whether it's at war or whether its rulers are just as cruel and ruthless,

For us, for all of us,

It's a new beginning, a brand-new beginning.

Just like the lyrics of the song, thank the wind, thank the rain, and also thank fate.

You've been calling me 'Master' for several years, but I've never really considered myself your master, your owner.

Because I don't think I'm worthy!

Since in the inn in Hutou City back then,

You were the ones who asked me first,

What kind of life I wanted,

Whether I wanted to be a wealthy man in this life, marry a wife and have children, and live a complete life,

Or do something, let myself live more freely, let myself be more unrestrained, so that I wouldn't be constrained and controlled.

I chose the latter,

Not because I was afraid of you turning against me,

But because I really think that this life was earned, earned for nothing!

I should have already died, I had already been injected with death, and now I have another chance to start over, why not live a glorious life?

I'm lazy, and I like to enjoy myself. In fact, we're all the same. If conditions allow, everyone will try to live a better and more comfortable life.

This time, after I advanced to the sixth rank, I'm also working hard to help you improve your realms together, to help you restore more of your strength.

This is the most practical thing I can do for you, and it's also what you really want me to do for you.

But………"

Zheng Fan's gaze moved down,

And landed on Xue San.

Immediately after,

Zheng Fan looked at Fan Li, who was sitting on the ground.

"You're afraid I'll die, I know, and I'm also very afraid of dying, because I haven't enjoyed enough, I haven't been glorious enough. I want to live two lifetimes' worth of good days in this life.

But,

There's a bottom line,

I don't ask you to sincerely treat me as your master,

Even,

I can understand and accept that you look down on me in your hearts, despise me, and treat me as a tool man!

Yes,

I can understand and accept it!

But the one thing I really can't accept is,

Don't you dare, don't you dare show it in front of me!"

Zheng Fan shouted the last four words.

For a moment,

All the demon kings, whether standing or sitting, knelt down.

Zheng Fan then stood up, looked at the demon kings kneeling in front of him,

And said in a deep voice:

"If everyone still wants to live this life well, then let's continue to live it well;

If you don't want to live it anymore,

Then let's just break up, break up!!!"

The demon kings all remained silent.

Zheng Fan slowly sat back down in his chair,

And looked coldly at the group of demon kings below.

What Xue San did today,

The other demon kings may not have participated in, but it would be an insult to their intelligence to say that they didn't know anything about it!

"'Master,' I've really always treated this title as just a title, no different from Zhang San or Li Si.

But if you want it, if you insist on forcing me,

I don't mind really solidifying this position!

We're all transmigrators,

You came from comics,

I came from my previous life.

To put it bluntly,

You bunch of people were all drawn by me.

When it comes to being ruthless, playing tricks, being dirty, and using routines,

It's not like anyone is really that much worse than anyone else!

When I first woke up, and in the past few years, you didn't chain me up, that was your kindness. I thank you for your kindness, thank you for considering our old friendship!

Because you gave me the time and opportunity to broaden my horizons, to meet so many people, to witness so many things, to grow up, to mature!

You've already lost your chance,

So,

Recognize reality!"

Zheng Fan kicked out, hitting Xue San, who was kneeling in front of him and closest to him.

Xue San tumbled a few times,

And after stopping, he immediately knelt down again.

After being kicked,

Xue San felt much more at ease in his heart.

Punishing you means forgiving you, and this matter is over.

Everyone can have a way out.

As for face and dignity,

Firstly, Xue San didn't really care about them,

Secondly, he was the one who didn't give Zheng Fan face first when he drugged the master and hid.

After kicking this kick,

Zheng Fan roared:

"You all managed to get a second chance at life, you want to be unrestrained, fine!

But,

I don't want to suffer any grievances!"

The Blind Man's spiritual chains silently connected all the demon kings present.

When Zheng Fan finished roaring the last sentence,

The Blind Man transmitted a voice in his heart to all the demon kings:

"One, two, three…………"

The next moment,

All the demon kings bowed their heads,

And said in unison:

"We were wrong, please forgive us, Master."

……

"Hiss…………Hiss…………It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

Si Niang was helping Xue San treat his wounds.

"You know it hurts now." Si Niang said in annoyance.

"Damn, so it's all my fault? You're all pretending you didn't know I was planning to try this today?"

A Ming picked up a wine bag and took a sip of blood, saying:

"I really didn't know."

After the meeting last night, he had stayed in the ice cellar. If Liang Cheng hadn't pulled him out of the ice cellar, he might still be cooling off in there.

Of course, this was also because Xuehai Pass was currently undergoing large-scale infrastructure construction, so the workshop area that A Ming was responsible for didn't have enough manpower and resources to develop yet. Therefore, he seemed to be the most idle at the moment.

As for the others, it was really embarrassing to say, "I didn't know anything."

The Blind Man, sitting to the side, habitually took out an orange again, held it in his hand, and said:

"This time, we really went a little too far. It's no wonder the master is angry. Third, you can just consider yourself taking a beating for all of us. If you think about it that way, you should feel better."

Xue San, upon hearing this, said with a mournful face:

"The more I think about it that way, the more uncomfortable I feel."

Si Niang finished treating Xue San's wounds, took two steps back, and looked at Fan Li, saying:

"A Li, what you did this time wasn't very righteous."

Fan Li scratched his head and showed a simple and honest smile.

Liang Cheng didn't seem to want to continue discussing this topic here, and instead said:

"I'm going to take a look at the military camp."

After saying that, he left here.

Mowen wasn't here in the first place. He continued to see the child.

The Blind Man suddenly smiled,

Looked at the remaining demon kings present,

And said:

"The matter can be considered to have passed like this. Everyone just needs to be more careful in the future. In the future, let's have fewer of those small meetings in private;

This is my fault, I'll reflect on it."

The demon kings weren't a monolithic entity in the first place. Forcibly separating the demon kings from the master was also very unrealistic. Therefore, the so-called demon king meetings lost their original meaning.

"It's easy for you to reflect on it, what about me?" Si Niang said, "When I went back last night and saw the master unconscious, I should have gone to find A Li and embroidered flowers on his body with silver needles!"

Fan Li scratched his head,

And replied:

"You can't beat me now, though."

"Shut up!" Si Niang scolded, holding a silver needle.

Fan Li shut his mouth.

"Sigh………"

Xue San let out a sigh;

"I got beaten, but my strength didn't increase? The more I think about it, the more I feel like I lost out."

The Blind Man retorted:

"No, at least you proved that the so-called reverse-bond theory is wrong.

This elimination method was necessary. Combining it with A Li's advancement, the correct method has actually emerged.

That is to reveal our hearts to the master, break down the barriers between us and the master, and let the master see us more clearly, understand us, and recognize us.

That way, we should be able to advance."

A Ming gave a "hehe" laugh,

And said:

"But the problem is, after today's incident, our relationship with the master seems to have returned to square one overnight."

Xue San immediately said:

"I even accumulated so much goodwill in the past, licking in advance for so long, and I ruined it all myself. What a loss."

"I don't see it that way." The Blind Man continued his theory, "Just like what the master said in the front hall earlier, do you still want to continue living this life?

Arguing,

If it's between husband and wife, how can there be no arguments?

They just reconcile at the end of the bed. It can even enhance the relationship between the two sides.

It's actually not very good to always be too respectful, it creates distance instead.

Now, after an argument, we can take advantage of the heat to say some heartfelt words, and the two sides can listen to each other more easily."

Xue San looked at the Blind Man somewhat suspiciously and said:

"Blind Man, why are you so positive today?"

The Blind Man shrugged and said, "After all, we still have to live our lives. We have to maintain an optimistic and positive attitude in life."

A Ming then said, "Blind Man, are you rehearsing? Maybe after we leave later, you'll immediately go back to the house where the master is to chat with the master about your feelings?"

"Don't talk about me, is that other ice-cold person really just going back to the military camp to inspect?"

He was naturally talking about Liang Cheng.

Xue San immediately cursed:

"Damn, wouldn't he be that proactive!"

The Blind Man smiled and said:

"Is it difficult for someone who can lead troops to fight to play with military tactics?"

………

In the courtyard,

Liang Cheng's figure appeared again.

He bent down and began to pick up the scattered weapons one by one, and then put them back on the weapon rack. Afterward, he silently stacked the broken pieces of the water tank and placed them in the corner of the wall.

Then, he walked to the damaged wall, thought for a moment, and turned around.

"I thought you were going to build a wall."

Zheng Fan didn't know when he had sat down on the threshold, looking at Liang Cheng in the courtyard.

Ever since he became familiar with Tian Wujing, Lord Zheng suddenly felt that the threshold was a very comfortable place to sit. The view was good, the air was good, and he had a clear view of the situation outside.

Of course, the feeling of the Marquis of Jingnan sitting there and an old farmer sitting there with a bowl of rice was definitely completely different.

Hey, this world is such that even thresholds know how to judge people.

Liang Cheng walked to Zheng Fan and slowly sat down on the threshold next to him.

He didn't sit below, nor did he deliberately act humble. It was more like friends, an equal relationship.

Zheng Fan wasn't in a hurry to ask Liang Cheng why he had returned, but instead took out his cigarette case, took out two cigarettes, and handed one to Liang Cheng.

Zombies aren't forbidden from smoking, and zombies don't have to worry about any adverse effects on their cardiovascular system and lungs from smoking.

But how should I put it? Most of the joyful things in this world cause harm to the body. When you become cold and indestructible, you also lose the power to enjoy many joys.

Liang Cheng took the cigarette.

Zheng Fan took out his fire starter, lit his own first, but when he was about to help Liang Cheng light his, he saw Liang Cheng rub his two fingernails together,

"Click"

A string of sparks flew out,

And then the cigarette was lit.

"Cool."

Zheng Fan tried to snap his fingers, hesitating whether to try injecting Qi and blood to see if he could rub out a flame, but he was a little worried that his two fingers would explode directly.

"Master, actually, I've never really treated you as a master."

Zheng Fan blew out a smoke ring and nodded,

"I know."

"I became a zombie because I didn't want to obey the control of the person above me. Whether as a human or as a zombie, I don't like bowing."

"Mm."

"But I don't have any psychological burden when I call you Master."

"Why?"

"Because I know you don't take it to heart. Just like you said earlier, Master is just a title, no different from Zhang San or Li Si. In my case, your surname can be Master, and your name can be Up."

"Heh heh."

"Also, I want to restore my strength. To be precise, the seven of us all want to restore our strength as soon as possible. Without strength, we can never get true freedom."

"I know."

Liang Cheng flicked his cigarette ash,

And said:

"There's one more thing, which is that I quite like the life I have now. I haven't told you this before. Maybe you and the others think that because I can lead troops to fight, that's why you always let me lead troops;

But actually, I quite like this feeling.

When I see the Zhenbei Army's iron cavalry, I'm envious; when I see the Jingnan Army's iron cavalry, I'm also envious."

"Me too." Zheng Fan said with emotion.

Troops are the first measure of a warlord's strength.

He currently didn't have many troops under his command, but imagine if he had 300,000 iron cavalry at this time. Then the Yan Emperor would have to send someone over in advance to discuss with him about who to make Crown Prince and who to let inherit his throne, right?

"Actually, I also knew about what happened last night, and I also know about what Xue San did today. I didn't pay attention to it, I pretended not to know."

"Oh."

"Master isn't going to ask why?"

"You'll answer yourself."

Liang Cheng smiled. It was rare for this cold zombie to show a human-like expression.

"Because this subordinate, I, don't care."

As he said that,

Liang Cheng pressed his cigarette butt into his palm and extinguished it,

"Perhaps, it's because I know that no matter how excessive Xue San gets, he won't threaten Master's real safety, so I don't care.

I'm sorry, I didn't consider your own emotions and the fact that you felt offended.

Because if I were good at planning and observing this, I wouldn't have become a zombie, and there wouldn't be the me that exists now."

"Is this an explanation?"

"It's considered an explanation, but it's also not considered an explanation. Master, don't laugh at me, but if I had to choose between advancing in strength and having those 10,000 barbarian cavalry appear in front of me right now;

I would unhesitatingly choose the latter.

After all, even someone as strong as the Sword Saint can only kill a thousand cavalry before running out of strength and waiting to die. 10,000 barbarian cavalry, if trained well, can be used to exchange for ten Sword Saints.

Where are there ten Sword Saints in this world?"

This was a math problem.

"Furthermore, Master, this world is very big, really very big. You're not a Yan person, and I'm not a Yan person. This subordinate doesn't have a particularly strong sense of belonging to the Yan Kingdom, but this subordinate likes to fight.

Fighting the Qian Kingdom, feeling the feeling of my iron hooves trampling over the great rivers and mountains of Jiangnan;

Fighting the Chu Kingdom, experiencing the joy of leading demons to submit in the depths of the Great Marsh;

After fighting those two places, we can also take a trip to the desert. After going through the desert, we can also take a stroll in the Western countries.

There's also a large empire in this world called Rome. This subordinate really wants to see their phalanx.

This life is for playing. To play, we have to play to our heart's content to make this life worthwhile."

Zheng Fan nodded.

Immediately after,

Liang Cheng added:

"Master, if you're in a bad mood, I'll lead three thousand cavalry to accompany you to roam the snow plains. This approach might be a bit like Li Fusheng;

But I have to say, no matter how great your worries or how much your depression, it can't be dispelled by destroying a small wildling tribe. If it can't, then we'll just destroy a few more."

"Our new soldiers haven't been added yet, and the barbarian soldiers haven't arrived yet."

Xuehai Pass already had insufficient troops.

"So Master, the more we are at a time like this, the more we can't be low-key. Otherwise, it will be easier for the wildlings to figure out our weaknesses. It's better to be unrestrained and indulgent."

"But we just concluded a treaty not long ago."

"That was because the wildlings violated the treaty first. That wildling tribe attacked our caravan, plundered our goods, and killed our people."

"As far as I know, we haven't started sending caravans to the snow plains yet, have we?"

"Master is wise. This subordinate will arrange it right away. That team that was plundered will depart for the snow plains tonight, even if it has some casualties."

"You've worked hard. Get ready and call me to go together."

"Yes, Master."

Liang Cheng stood up, bid farewell to Zheng Fan, and left the house.

Just as he walked out of the gate of the house,

A black light and fire surged in his eyes, and the aura on his body suddenly increased violently.

Liang Cheng opened his mouth,

And let out a silent roar!

At the same time,

Seemingly stimulated by Liang Cheng's bloodline advancement,

In that remote room in the backyard,

The lid of the quiet coffin lying there flew off directly;

Shatuo Que Shi suddenly sat up,

And in his eyes, there was the exact same black flame as Liang Cheng's, surging.

Outside,

Liang Cheng's expression returned to calm, and the aura that had erupted earlier due to his sudden advancement also stabilized.

However, Liang Cheng didn't rush to leave. Instead, he remained standing in place;

Because his zombie bloodline had advanced again, he was able to use more of his own bloodline abilities. For example, at this time, he could sense that Shatuo Que Shi in the backyard was "watching" him.

Liang Cheng asked:

"Can you hear what I'm saying? Do you still remember who you are?"

"I…………I…………"

Shatuo Que Shi's voice was intermittent, and he seemed to still be immersed in a deep state of confusion.

This surprised Liang Cheng somewhat, because Shatuo Que Shi's "actions" all along indicated that he actually had his own behavioral logic and wasn't completely muddle-headed.

Because he had repeatedly protected his own master, and had also protected Zheng Fan's adopted son, the young marquis.

Since there were clear and regular behaviors, it was impossible to have no thoughts at all.

Liang Cheng asked again:

"What do you still remember?"

"I…………my son…………surname…………surname Zheng."