Chapter 505 - To help Prince Jin eliminate the rebellion
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Marshal Wang then turned and rushed to Bai Zhi. He stretched out his hands and clasped his arms, then anxiously asked, âWhere is he? Where is he now?â
Bai Zhi shook his head: âHe is not here. He must have returned, he said there is something else to do.â
âHe didnât leave a message?â Marshal Wang asked.
Bai Zhi shook her head: âNo.â Itâs not that she wants to deceive him, it just that in this world, itâs necessary to guard against people. Marshal Wang seems to be on their side, but after all, it was her first time meeting him. She wants to know whatâs going on in his mind. As soon as she confirmed whatâs on his mind, she will naturally let Hu Feng come to see him. But if he has a ghost in his heart, she will take a shot in secret. So naturally, she cannot tell the truth. Otherwise, she will put Hu Feng in danger.
As for herself, as long as he believes that Prince Jin is still alive, he will keep her safe.
âWhen will he come back?â Marshal Wang asked.
Bai Zhi replied: âHe said he will come back by the full moon. He wants to meet in the woods on the other side of the corpse pits.â
Marshal Wang was ecstatic, âReally? Is that true?â Seeing Bai Zhi nodded, he finally released Bai Zhiâs arms and kept mumbling: âGreat, he is back, he is finally back!â â
Bai Zhi asked: âWill you go then?
Marshal Wang nodded his head: âOf course, I have to go. Even at my age, I volunteered to come here, to a place that is a thousand miles away. For what? That is, to help Prince Jin clean up the rebellion so that he can return to his rightful place.â
Bai Zhi looked at Marshal Wang, who has red eyes. Looking at his age and complexion, she could tell that he is sick. What kind of faith was he relying on?
âMarshal Wang, with all due respect, everyone in this world thinks that Prince Jin is dead. Why donât you believe it?â
When it comes to this matter, Marshal Wang said full of pride: âHe wonât die. At least not so easily under the calculations of those wicked villains. The God of War, who I trained, will only die on the battlefield.â
âI never believed that he would die. I always believed that he was still alive. And one day, he will come back and return to his original position. What I hate is that my old bone is disappointing me. 3 years ago I got seriously ill, I couldnât recover, and I couldnât find a chance to lead troops here. So when an opportunity arise, I swear I must come here even if I lose my life.â
Bai Zhi concealed the surprise in her eyes, she didnât bet to the wrong person. However, the final decision is still on Hu Feng.
âMarshal, please sit down first, I will check your pulse.â
Marshal Wang was very happy now. His eyes were brightly shining. He felt that his chest pain was as not as painful as it used to be. He doesnât feel uncomfortable.
Marshal Wang sat down and said with a smile: âItâs nothing but an old problem. I canât be cured no matter how much medicine I take. Itâs killing me when it hurts, but when it doesnât hurt, itâs as if nothing happened to me. The doctor said that as long as I have a good rest and donât get angry, I can live a few more years.â
Bai Zhi didnât speak, she squatted beside him and checked his pulse carefully.
Seeing that Bai Zhiâs originally stretched brows suddenly frowned, Marshal Wang, smiled and asked: âItâs not so good, right? Itâs not surprising. I havenât had a good life these past few years. But still, itâs good to be alive.â
Bai Zhi asked: âWhen you are sick, you feel like your chest is stuffy and painful, your throat feels like someone is strangling you, youâre having difficulty breathing, and you are sweating all over your body, right?â