Interstellar: The correct way to become cannon fodder in a book

Before disconnecting the virtual link, Ye Sheng suddenly spoke lightly.

"Since those people behind the scenes like to peek so much, let's keep their eyes."

The link was disconnected at this point, and no one knew what expression Ye Sheng had when he said this.

The white light dissipated, and the entire room returned to darkness. The room was very quiet, with only the ancient clock ticking forward.

The patterns on the hands of the old clock are very complicated, and there is a black metal flower in front of the hands as an embellishment.

The metal flower looks very beautiful, and seems to be a lotus flower.

The body of the pointer is hollowed out and consists of two S's.

Ye Sheng supported his chin with one hand and sat in the chair in an awkward manner.

Then she turned her chair and looked down at the person in front of her.

The person in front of Ye Sheng was dressed in black, and his entire body was hidden in the darkness.

There was no light in Ye Sheng's room, and the tiny light just now had disappeared.

Ye Sheng relaxed his body and leaned lazily on the back of the chair, his tone casual and no longer as clever as before.

"Since my great-grandfather and Grandpa Chen have handed you over to me, you are now just my death warrior."

"Are you right? Brother Si."

After saying this, Ye Sheng leaned forward slightly, and a small white stick appeared in his hand.

His fingers deftly twirled the small white stick.

The white stick exuded a leisurely floral fragrance that reached Ye Si's nose.

Ye Si lowered his head and said nothing, half-kneeling in front of Ye Sheng, his short black hair softly sticking to his cheek.

He was wearing a mask, and his entire face was hidden beneath it.

Ye Sheng stood up from the chair and slowly squatted down.

His eyes were level with Ye Si's, with those narrow eyes in golden color.

"People with the surname Ye are all people that my great-grandfather trusts very much, so my great-grandfather trusts you very much, right?"

Ye Sheng spoke softly with his eyes half lowered.

The head of the white stick gently touched Ye Si's neck.

Slightly cool to the touch.

Ye Si didn't say anything, but just looked quietly at the small white stick on his neck.

This small stick looks very ordinary, but Ye Si instinctively feels that it is very dangerous.

"Yes."

Ye Si moved his throat and spoke in a low and hoarse voice.

He was answering Ye Sheng's previous question.

Ye Sheng distanced himself from him, but the small white stick was still across Ye Si's neck.

"Now that you are in my hands, you should understand that I am your master now."

"I need someone who is obedient and capable, but most importantly, loyal."

"Can you do this, Brother Si?"

Ye Sheng spoke, his golden eyes curved into a crescent shape.

"If you can't give your loyalty, then you have two choices."

"One is that you go and ask your great-grandfather to transfer you away from me."

"Second, I killed you."

Ye Sheng’s second condition seemed like a joke. His pair of golden eyes were like a golden ocean, and one would drown in it if not careful.

Only Ye Sheng herself knew that she was not joking.

If Ye Si couldn't give her the loyalty she wanted, she would really kill him.

And the loyalty she wants is the kind of loyalty that is only for her.

Not to the Ye family or the Butterfly Clan, but only to her, Ye Sheng.

Ning Luo looks like just an ordinary stick, but probably only Ye Sheng and the other two know its true power.