The villain and I have eight hundred minds combined

Coming back to his senses from his past thoughts, Jingchen looked a little tired and had a trace of guilt towards Mu Hanxing. Now the situation has changed, "she" has also changed, and his own feelings have changed drastically. He will never do such a stupid and insidious thing that is detrimental to her again!

He continued to stand at the door of Emperor Ning's bedroom and said coldly: "Leng Feiren involved Hua Jing behind my back. I should have killed him, but after all, he won the battle. Afterwards... she didn't come to Hua Jing to massacre people. She even just sent me as a clerk to ask you for an explanation. Do you think that I can keep you two alive just because you and Leng Feiren teamed up to stab me in the back?"

"Stop it, Jingchen, I've seen through you!" Emperor Ning said firmly, "As a god, you can protect a region, but you can't change the political situation in the human world. A single move can affect the entire body. History in hundreds of years will be changed because of your thought! This is the 'Heavenly Law' that you cannot violate, so you can't kill me!"

Jing Chen sneered: "Ruo He, you are still young. I have plenty of ways to make you want to live but cannot, want to die but cannot. As long as your life... is really boring."

Emperor Ning's expression suddenly changed, and he asked cautiously, "What do you want to do?"

"Why don't you find a time to go back to Fuyue City and ask Leng Feiren when he will take you away? Didn't he promise you to become an immortal, take you to heaven, and give you a position? From then on, you can be included in the immortal class, live in heaven forever, and then plan your steps?" Jingchen looked at him, pretending to be enlightened, "No wonder you were not in the city when you came to Huajing last time. Did you take people to climb the Qingyun Tower and go to Fuyue City to ask Leng Feiren for an explanation? Why, did you see him?"

Emperor Ning's expression changed and he became increasingly angry.

"Ah...if you had met him, I probably wouldn't have seen you here today." He continued to taunt.

"...Yes, I gave up on you in exchange for a life of rapid ascension! But aren't you doing fine now? The Lord of Fuyue City finally fell in love with you and was reluctant to hurt you, right? You really have a confidante who loves you! Others are envious!" Emperor Ning glared at him and mocked him.

Speaking of his confidante, Jingchen became even more angry. He casually flipped out the scroll about the Bo Kingdom and showed it to him: "Do you still remember it?"

When Emperor Ning saw the big words on the scroll, his expression changed again. He didn't even bother to ask Jing Chen how he found the scroll. Since he was so powerful and omnipotent, why did he come back to bother him!

"Looking at your expression, I think you are recalling something." Jing Chen put away the scroll, his eyes were extremely cold, "Back then, you actually colluded with the Xirong people, massacred Boguo, stole their civilization and heritage, and then tampered with history, changing the birthplace of shadow play to Huajing, and even let the historian fabricate what happened on the day of the centenary banquet. You obviously liked Lan Qin, but you didn't send troops to help Boguo, but instead coveted her things with those Xirong people. After so many years, do you feel guilty towards Lan Qin?"

Ning Guo's ears tinnitus lasted for a moment, and he stared at Jing Chen with wide eyes. Memories from many years ago came flooding back like a tide, making him feel a sharp pain in his heart, as if his internal organs were being constantly rubbed with a blunt knife. He lowered his head, completely losing the anger that had surged up in him when he was frustrated just now, and fell weakly back into the chair, a strand of white hair on his temples slowly falling down.

"Qin'er... did you see her..." Emperor Ning asked.

"I went to the theater city that you renamed. It was already deserted and uninhabited. Only the ruins of the war and, of course, Lan Qin's evil spirit were left." Jingchen said.

Emperor Ning looked up at him in fear: "She, she is angry, she came to me? I said it before! Let her marry into the Earldom, as long as she nods, she will enjoy wealth and glory for the rest of her life! I will help her fight those Xirong people! But she just didn't agree! She even had a falling out with her father because of this, and they broke up completely! Why does she hate me so much! She has been rejecting me!"

"Marry into the Earldom?" Jing Chen raised his eyebrows. "I'm afraid it's more than that. What you want is for the Earldom to completely submit to you. You want their princess, and even more, you want everything from their Earldom. If they lose their sovereignty, how is it different from losing their country?"

Emperor Ning was speechless and could not utter a word.

Jing Chen looked at him with contempt: "Back then, when you watched Boguo being slaughtered, were you still secretly proud of yourself? You were a proud son of heaven, and you would destroy things you couldn't get. This was the only way to cover up the shame after being rejected. After all, controlling a living person is the same as controlling a dead person...?"

"That's enough!" Emperor Ning suddenly jumped up and shouted at him with his hair standing on end. "So what if you are a god? How much do you know about the emotions of mortals? How much do you know about the political situation in the mortal world? When the Western Rong army was strong, I had almost no choice. What's the point of liking her! What about Huajing now? Open your eyes and take a look! Why do so many foreign businessmen come to Huajing! Why do so many wanderers like to come to Huajing! Have you thought about all this? Can it be up to you alone!? From now on, don't try to guess how I will act!"

It’s not that Jingchen didn’t understand these things before, but he was just too lazy to care. He has always been unrestrained and free, and everything around him seems to have nothing to do with him. When he is free, he appreciates the flowers and listens to the spring; when he is busy, he concentrates on his work. He doesn’t even need to get along with others. For many days and nights, he only keeps the world company.

"Many of your ancestors were like you, treacherous and vicious, willing to do anything for power... That's it. From now on, they have nothing to do with me." Jing Chen had made up his mind at this moment, and looked at Emperor Ning with cold eyes, "But you still have some value."

"...What exactly do you want? You want to return to Huajing and let me serve you?" Emperor Ning was afraid that he would come back, and was keeping an eye on his life all day long. Wouldn't that kind of life be worse than death!

"Heh." Jing Chen couldn't help but sneer.

At this moment, he raised one hand, and a dazzling golden scroll in his hand spread out in the air.

Emperor Ning was stunned. That was the contract scroll!

Jing Chen looked at the scroll that recorded the various generations of people in power in Huajing. The past experiences seemed to come and go in his mind in an instant. Most of his ancestors were like this. It was the root like this. What else could he do?

Emperor Ning stretched out his hand to retrieve the scroll, and then he watched Jingchen use his spiritual power. A golden light emanated from within, instantly blowing the scroll into pieces! The golden pieces floated in the air and disappeared again.

Emperor Ning froze his hands and his breathing stagnated.