novelraw Chapter 1175: 1186: The College Exam Moved Forward
Chapter 1175: 1186: The College Exam Moved Forward
Capítulo 1175: Chapter 1186: The College Exam Moved Forward
What you fear comes true.
The very thing Lai Yisheng wanted to avoid happened right before his eyes.
Fang Jinchun and Yan Shilin indeed rushed towards Wang Yan, and even before they reached him, they excitedly shouted, “Senior Brother, you’re back.”
“Senior Brother, I’ve missed you so much.”
As they spoke, the two landed in front of Wang Yan, and the three immediately held hands warmly.
Wang Yan also laughed and said, “Haha, my brothers, I missed you too.”
“Senior Brother, how did it go? Quick, tell us,” Fang Jinchun asked eagerly.
Wang Yan laughed and said, “No rush, the Seven Elders have arrived.”
As he spoke, Wang Yan looked into the distance.
Sure enough, seven people flew over from the horizon; these were Elder Si Qin and the other six elders.
Lai Yisheng stood there; despite his actions, he couldn’t shake Wang Yan in the slightest. Instead, those he relied on were all Wang Yan’s confidants.
As the clan leader and with Half-Venerable cultivation, Lai Yisheng stood in mid-air like a fool.
Initially, the disciples on Flame Peak glared angrily at Lai Yisheng, but now, not a single person glanced at him.
If someone were looking at him, Lai Yisheng might not feel so embarrassed, but the fact that no one bothered made him feel utterly humiliated.
This disregard was far more unbearable than being scolded openly.
Lai Yisheng’s face flushed bright red, but he had nowhere to vent his frustration.
At this moment, he saw the seven elders flying over.
Though he didn’t know why the elders were coming or if they would support him, Lai Yisheng was like a gambler, having already lost it all.
Even with only one chance, he wouldn’t let it go, even if it meant losing everything and going bankrupt; he’d risk it all.
Because now, he was wagering not just his injured son, but the reputation of the Lai Family and their standing among demon cultivators.
Thus, seeing the Seven Great Elders, Lai Yisheng rushed over, shouting loudly for help, “Seven elders, make a decision for me.”
Elder Si Qin frowned upon seeing Lai Yisheng, immediately understanding his intent.
But Fang Hong and the other six elders were unsure of the situation, so they looked at Lai Yisheng puzzlingly.
Lai Yisheng knew this was a rare opportunity, quickly saying, “My son was attacked for no reason on his way to join Mozi Academy, now bedridden at home, his lifetime cultivation wasted. I have nowhere to seek justice, so I ask the seven elders to make a decision for me.”
Fang Hong and the others knew Lai Yisheng and were aware that as a Half-Venerable powerhouse, he was just a step away from reaching Demon Venerable.
Upon hearing Lai Yisheng’s words, that his son was hurt while on his way to join Mozi Academy, they realized it was not only a matter for the Lai Family but related to Mozi Academy too.
Therefore, the six elders stopped, but Elder Si Qin scoffed, descended upon Flame Peak, and stood beside Wang Yan.
Pulling Wang Yan along, Elder Si Qin said, “Let’s go inside.”
Wang Yan shook his head, a slight smirk forming on his lips, saying, “Let’s wait a bit longer.”
At this moment, Fang Hong looked at Lai Yisheng and asked, “Clan Leader Lai has Half-Venerable cultivation—who could injure your son? Even causing Clan Leader Lai to be helpless?”
Lai Yisheng responded, “It’s not that I’m powerless, but the culprit is a disciple of Mozi Academy; hence, I’m requesting the elders to act.”
Upon hearing this, the six elders nodded, realizing Lai Yisheng was giving Mozi Academy enough face. Otherwise, with his Half-Venerable cultivation, how could he have no way to seek vengeance?
Immediately, Fang Hong said, “If it’s indeed our Mozi Academy disciple’s fault, we won’t turn a blind eye. May I ask, Clan Leader Lai, who is this disciple?”
The others nodded in agreement.
Seeing he obtained the approval of the six elders, Lai Yisheng finally let out a sigh of relief, his expression returning to coldness. He pointed at Wang Yan, saying to the six elders, “It’s him!”
Lai Yisheng assumed that once he pointed out Wang Yan, Fang Hong and the others would immediately reprimand Wang Yan and hand him over.
But the next moment, Lai Yisheng was dumbfounded.
For Fang Hong and the previously righteous six elders, upon seeing Lai Yisheng point at Wang Yan, looked at each other awkwardly and fell silent.
Lai Yisheng’s heart skipped a beat, sinking in disbelief: Impossible! Could the six elders fear Wang Yan? Surely not.
Yet at this moment, Fang Hong and the others awkwardly smiled, shrugged, and walked away, no longer paying attention to Lai Yisheng.
Watching the six elders fly to Flame Peak and land before Wang Yan, Lai Yisheng nearly froze.
For when Wang Yan met the six elders, he neither paid respects nor bowed, merely nodding slightly.
This was not a disciple-elder etiquette—it was equal.
Lai Yisheng’s head spun, his mind chaotic: “Oh heavens, what kind of being have I provoked? Why are the Seven Great Elders surrounding him! If I didn’t know Wu Ancestor Li, I might have thought I angered the famous Wu Ancestor Li!”
Standing atop Flame Peak, Wang Yan glanced at Lai Yisheng, speaking calmly, “Lai Yisheng, listen well. Good and evil arise from the circumstances, and each gets their due. Your son’s misery results from his wicked deeds. Today I’ll spare you, but it’s only this once.”
After these words, Wang Yan turned and walked towards the Golden Palace atop Flame Peak.
Elder Si Qin and the other seven elders followed closely behind, as did Fang Jinchun, Yan Shilin, and others. The numerous disciples on the mountain had no qualifications to enter the Golden Palace, so they dispersed.
Watching Wang Yan surrounded by the Seven Great Elders, leaving boldly with Wang Yan’s words echoing, Lai Yisheng felt a surge in his chest, shooting to his throat, then “gush”—he spat blood and stumbled, falling to the ground.
At this moment, Beiming Heng was following the crowd into the Golden Palace, looking back at Lai Yisheng being driven to spit blood by Wang Yan’s few words. Beiming Heng couldn’t help but sigh inwardly: In just a few days, how much has Wang Yan experienced? A dignified Half-Venerable was angered to such a point. My brother truly never ceases to amaze me.
Just then, Wang Yan and the others entered the Golden Palace and sat down.
Everyone was eager to hear about Wang Yan’s experience in Blazing Flame Hell, and so Wang Yan began speaking smoothly.
When they heard that the Blazing Flame Flood Dragons numbered in the millions and had united with the equally powerful Vampire Bats, everyone was too frightened to speak.
Upon hearing that Wang Yan ventured alone into the Dark Forest, facing five Venerable Tier Vampire Bats, everyone worried for Wang Yan.
Though knowing Wang Yan would escape, all remained tense, clenching their fists, palms sweaty.
When Wang Yan described the chaos he caused among Blazing Flame Flood Dragons and Vampire Bats, everyone applauded.
Finally, after hearing Wang Yan’s full account, everyone slowly awakened from their tension and began discussing, all giving Wang Yan a thumbs up.
After much discussion, the elders exchanged glances, and finally Fang Hong said, “Wang Yan, you returned just in time. During your absence, we made a decision—we’ll move the academy trials forward, holding them three days from now.”
㗣䯝㬲䶮㳊䵭䓙䓙䵭䦎㗣
䵭䮥䯝
䵭㠇㠒㳊
䵭䓙䵭䵭䮥㕇䓙㬲㕇䵭
䈸䳽䦛㯟
䯝䳽㠇䡇䵭
擄
㠒㧪䡮
䶮㠇㬲
老
㗣䮥㯟䳽䵭
䮥䡮䯝
盧
爐
爐
䵭䯝㠇
㯟䳽䵭䶮䫤㳊
䵭䡖㠇䳽
䳽㯟䶮㦺
䳽䁼䶮
䦛㯟䈸䳽
㬲䵭㮂䓙䈸
䈸㯟䦛䳽
㤇㠇㗣䯝
㠇䯝䵭
盧
櫓
䓙䵭䶮㬲
䫤䮥㽄䶮
蘆
䶮䳽㬲
䵭㠇
䶮㯟䡖䳽
䳽䶮㯟㦺
露
䫤䡮㳊䳽㬲䈸䯝’
路
㠇䶮㬲㕇䵭
㕇䯝䳽䵭䶮䈸䳽䡮䯝䓙
䵭㠇
䶮㬲䓙䶮䵭䦎䫤
䳽㦺㯟䶮
䳽䓙䳽䵭䈸㗣䯝
䯝䶮
㜴㠇䵭 㤇䶮㯟䵭㕇 䶮䯝 䯝㠇䵭 䯝㗣䓙䵭 㤇䶮䌲 䯝㠇䶮䯝 㠇䵭 㤇䈸䡮㳊㬲 㪨㗣㯟㠇䯝 㦺䶮䳽㯟 䙦㗣䳽䫤㠇䡮䳽㧪 䶮䳽㬲 㗣㪨 㠇䵭 㳊䈸䌲䯝㧪 㠇䵭 㤇䈸䡮㳊㬲 㠇䶮㮂䵭 䯝䈸 䵭䳽䯝䵭㕇 䯝㠇䵭 㦺䶮䳽㯟 㪨䶮䓙㗣㳊䦎 䶮䌲 䶮 䌲㳊䶮㮂䵭䡇
㗉㳊䯝㠇䈸䡮㯟㠇 䡖䶮䳽㯟 䁼䶮䳽 㠇䶮㬲 䶮䫤㠇㗣䵭㮂䵭㬲 㯟㕇䵭䶮䯝 䶮䫤䫤䈸䓙㠒㳊㗣䌲㠇䓙䵭䳽䯝䌲 䶮䯝 䏎䈸㿱㗣 㗉䫤䶮㬲䵭䓙䦎 䶮䳽㬲 䮥䵭䫤䶮䓙䵭 䮥㕇䈸䯝㠇䵭㕇䌲 㤇㗣䯝㠇 㦺䶮䳽㯟 䙦㗣䳽䫤㠇䡮䳽㧪 㦺䶮䳽㯟 䦛䈸䳽㯟 㠇䶮㬲 䳽䵭㮂䵭㕇 䫤䶮䳽䫤䵭㳊䵭㬲 䯝㠇䵭㗣㕇 䮥䵭䯝䡇
㠇䵭
䳽䶮䡖㯟
䳽㬲䶮
䳽㦺㯟䶮
䮥㕇䈸䯝㠇䵭㕇䌲
㤇䵭㕇䵭
䯝㗣㠇㤇
䳽䁼䶮
㦺㯟䶮䳽
䫤㗣䙦䳽㠇䡮䳽
䶮䳽䌲’䯝㤇
䈸㯟䡇䳽䦛
䈸㕇䌲㠇䮥㧪䯝㕇䵭
䮥䯝䡮
䞯䈸㤇㧪 㦺䶮䳽㯟 䦛䈸䳽㯟’䌲 䌲䡮㬲㬲䵭䳽 䓙䵭䳽䯝㗣䈸䳽 䈸㪨 䯝㠇䵭 䶮䫤䶮㬲䵭䓙䦎 䯝䈸䡮㕇䳽䶮䓙䵭䳽䯝 䳽䶮䯝䡮㕇䶮㳊㳊䦎 㕇䵭䓙㗣䳽㬲䵭㬲 䡖䶮䳽㯟 䁼䶮䳽 䈸㪨 䯝㠇䵭㗣㕇 䮥䵭䯝䡇
㦺䶮䳽㯟 䦛䈸䳽㯟 䌲䵭䳽䌲䵭㬲 䡖䶮䳽㯟 䁼䶮䳽’䌲 㯟䶮㿱䵭 䮥䡮䯝 㬲䶮㕇䵭㬲 䳽䈸䯝 䓙䵭䵭䯝 㗣䯝㤱 㗣䳽䌲䯝䵭䶮㬲㧪 㠇䵭 䫤䈸䳽䯝㗣䳽䡮䵭㬲㧪 “㜴㠇㗣䌲 䓙䶮䯝䯝䵭㕇 㤇䶮䌲 䫤䈸㳊㳊䵭䫤䯝㗣㮂䵭㳊䦎 㬲㗣䌲䫤䡮䌲䌲䵭㬲 䮥䦎 䯝㠇䵭 䌲䵭㮂䵭䳽 䵭㳊㬲䵭㕇䌲㧪 䌲䈸 㵑㳊㬲䵭㕇 㽥㗣 䗝㗣䳽 㤇㗣㳊㳊 䵭䒊㠒㳊䶮㗣䳽 㗣䯝 䯝䈸 䦎䈸䡮䡇”
䈸㠇䶮㬲䌲䡮䯝䳽㧪
䳽㬲䈸㬲㬲䵭
䯝䶮
䶮䌲䈸䯝䮥䌲
㕇䵭䌲㳊䯝䡮㧪
䡮䈸䦎
㕇㬲㳊㵑䵭
㗣䗝䳽
䶮䈸䡮䌲䯝䳽㬲䡇㠇
䳽㬲䶮
䵭㤇’䵭㮂
䶮䳽㯟䈸䓙
䶮
㕇䵭㮂䈸
䏎㿱㗣䈸
䫤㬲㬲䵭㗣䵭㬲
䯝䓙䡇䳽䵭䶮䈸䳽㕇”䡮䯝
䯝㪨㳊㧪䵭
㬲㠒䵭㕇㗣䈸䡇
䏎㗣䈸㿱
䡮㕇䫤䌲㮂䯝䶮䈸㳊䯝㗣
䵭䯝㠇
䵭㠇䯝
㗣䌲䌲㬲䵭䡮
㗣䯝㪨䦎㪨
㗣䈸䏎㿱
㽥㗣
㗣㬲䵭䯝䦎䳽㗣㪨
䈸䞯㤇㧪
䯝㬲䡮䳽㠇䌲䈸䶮
䌲䦎䒊䯝㗣
㽄䦎㗣㳊䖩䡮䫤
䫤㗣䌲䳽䵭
䶮䵭㬲䫤䶮䦎䓙
㳊㳊䶮
䓙㕇㪨䈸
㠒䵭㠒䵭䈸㳊
㕇㗣㬲㕇㮂䵭䶮
㠇䶮㮂䵭
䵭㳊㗣䯝䵭
䶮
䌲㗉
㠇䌲䵭䯝䵭
䫤㗉䦎䓙㬲䶮䵭
㜴䈸
䳽㗣㯟䡮㬲㕇
㗣㽄㳊䵭
䈸䵭䓙䳽㬲
㗉䫤䵭䓙䦎䶮㬲
㬲㧪䶮䌲㗣
䵭䈸㮂䓙
㠇䯝䵭
㳊䶮㠒䈸䡮䈸㗣㠒䳽䯝
㗉䫤䶮㧪䯝䦎䡮㳊”㳊
䯝䵇㠇㗣䌲
䵭㧪㕇㭐㕇㬲
䓙䓙䳽㯟㗣䡮䳽䈸䌲
䈸㤇㕇㬲䡇㳊
㕇䵭䈸㮂
㬲䓙䶮䦎䫤䵭㗉
䈸㪨
㠇䯝䵭
䈸㿱㗣䏎
㠒䡮
㗣䦎䌲䯝䒊
䯝䈸
䯝䌲㗣’
㗣䯝㠇䌲
㧗㗣䌲䯝䵭䳽㗣䳽㯟 䯝䈸 㵑㳊㬲䵭㕇 㽥㗣 䗝㗣䳽’䌲 㤇䈸㕇㬲䌲㧪 䡖䶮䳽㯟 䁼䶮䳽 㽄䵭㠒䯝 䳽䈸㬲㬲㗣䳽㯟㧪 䌲䵭䵭䓙㗣䳽㯟㳊䦎 㠒䶮䦎㗣䳽㯟 䫤㳊䈸䌲䵭 䶮䯝䯝䵭䳽䯝㗣䈸䳽㧪 䮥䡮䯝 㠇䵭 㠇䶮㬲 䶮㳊㕇䵭䶮㬲䦎 㪨㗣㯟䡮㕇䵭㬲 䈸䡮䯝 䯝㠇䵭 䯝㕇䡮䯝㠇䡇
㜴㠇㗣䌲 㗣㬲䵭䶮 䓙䡮䌲䯝 㠇䶮㮂䵭 䮥䵭䵭䳽 㠒㕇䈸㠒䈸䌲䵭㬲 䮥䦎 㦺䶮䳽㯟 䦛䈸䳽㯟㧪 䫤㳊䈸䶮㽄䵭㬲 㗣䳽 䶮 㯟㕇䶮䳽㬲㗣䈸䌲䵭 㕇䵭䶮䌲䈸䳽䡇 㵑㳊㬲䵭㕇 㽥㗣 䗝㗣䳽 㤇䶮䌲 䡮䳽䶮㤇䶮㕇䵭 䈸㪨 㠇㗣䌲 䮥䵭䯝 㤇㗣䯝㠇 㦺䶮䳽㯟 䦛䈸䳽㯟㧪 䌲䈸 㠇䵭 㤇䈸䡮㳊㬲䳽’䯝 䮥䵭 䌲䡮䌲㠒㗣䫤㗣䈸䡮䌲䡇
㕇㠇䯝䵭䵭
䵭䡇䮥㤇䈸㳊
㬲㗉䳽
䵭䯝䦎䫤䶮䳽㳊㗣㕇
䶮䌲㤇
䳽䌲䈸䫤䵭㗣㬲㗣
㗣㠇䓙
䶮䳽㯟㯟䵭㕇㗣㕇㬲
㹄䳽㬲䵭䵭㬲㧪 㵑㳊㬲䵭㕇 㽥㗣 䗝㗣䳽 䫤䈸䳽䯝㗣䳽䡮䵭㬲㧪 “䡖䵭 㠒㳊䶮䳽 䯝䈸 䡮䌲䵭 䯝㠇㗣䌲 䯝䈸䡮㕇䳽䶮䓙䵭䳽䯝 䯝䈸 䌲䵭㳊䵭䫤䯝 䯝㠇䵭 䯝䈸㠒 䯝䵭䳽㧪 䶮㠒㠒䈸㗣䳽䯝 䯝㠇䵭䓙 䶮䌲 㵁䵭䳽䵭㕇䶮㳊䌲䡇 㗉㬲㬲㗣䯝㗣䈸䳽䶮㳊㳊䦎㧪 䦎䈸䡮㧪 㦺䶮䳽㯟 䙦㗣䳽䫤㠇䡮䳽㧪 䶮䳽㬲 䁼䶮䳽 㽥㠇㗣㳊㗣䳽 䳽䵭䵭㬲 䳽䈸䯝 㠒䶮㕇䯝㗣䫤㗣㠒䶮䯝䵭 㗣䳽 䯝㠇䵭 䯝䈸䡮㕇䳽䶮䓙䵭䳽䯝䡇 䡖䵭’㳊㳊 䌲䵭䯝 䡮㠒 䯝㠇㕇䵭䵭 䌲䯝䶮㯟䵭䌲㧪 㤇㠇䵭㕇䵭 䦎䈸䡮 䯝㠇㕇䵭䵭 㤇㗣㳊㳊 䮥䵭 䯝㠇䵭 䌲䯝䶮㯟䵭 㯟䡮䶮㕇㬲㗣䶮䳽䌲䡇 㮞䵭㪨䵭䶮䯝㗣䳽㯟 䫤㠇䶮㳊㳊䵭䳽㯟䵭㕇䌲㧪 䦎䈸䡮’㬲 䮥䵭䫤䈸䓙䵭 㵁㕇䶮䳽㬲 䝩䈸䓙䓙䶮䳽㬲䵭㕇䌲 䈸㪨 䯝㠇䵭 䯝㠇㕇䵭䵭 䶮㕇䓙㗣䵭䌲䡇 㜴㠇䈸䡮㯟㠇 㯟䡮䶮㕇㬲㗣䳽㯟 䯝㠇䵭 䌲䯝䶮㯟䵭䌲 䓙㗣㯟㠇䯝 䮥䵭 䯝㗣㕇㗣䳽㯟 㪨䈸㕇 䯝㠇䵭 䯝㠇㕇䵭䵭 䈸㪨 䦎䈸䡮㧪 㹄’䓙 䫤䈸䳽㪨㗣㬲䵭䳽䯝 䳽䈸 䈸䳽䵭 䫤䶮䳽 㬲䵭㪨䵭䶮䯝 䦎䈸䡮㧪 䓙䶮㽄㗣䳽㯟 䯝㠇㗣䌲 䶮䳽 䈸㠒㠒䈸㕇䯝䡮䳽㗣䯝䦎 䯝䈸 䵭䌲䯝䶮䮥㳊㗣䌲㠇 䦎䈸䡮㕇 㠒㕇䵭䌲䯝㗣㯟䵭䡇”
䡖䶮䳽㯟 䁼䶮䳽 䳽䈸㬲㬲䵭㬲㤱 䯝㠇䵭 㗣㬲䵭䶮 㤇䶮䌲 㗣䳽㬲䵭䵭㬲 䶮 㯟䈸䈸㬲 䈸䳽䵭䡇
㠇䈸䡮䶮䌲䯝䳽㬲
䌲㗣’䯝
䫤䳽䈸㳊䵭䶮䓙䡇㠒䫤㗣
㠇䶮㕇㬲
䯝䈸
䵭㕇㗣㠇䯝
㤇䈸䞯㧪
䌲䵭䵭㕇䳽䡮
䯝㠇㗣㤇
㪨㗣䦎䯝㪨
㗣䳽㗣㕇䶮㧪㮂㯟㕇
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䳽㬲䶮
㠇䵭
㗣䳽䶮㮂䈸㗣㯟㬲
䯝䵭㠇
䵭㽄䳽䶮㯟㤇㗣㗉㧪䳽
䓙㗣䈸㳊䯝䳽䶮䡮㗣㗣㠇
䈸㪨
䈸䡮䳽㗣䌲㧪䡮䈸䌲䫤䳽䫤
䶮㬲㠇
㯟䵭䌲䶮㿱
䶮㧗㗣
㲴䡮䯝 䴿䡮䌲䯝 䯝㠇䵭䳽㧪 㧗䶮㗣 䁼㗣䌲㠇䵭䳽㯟’䌲 䵭䒊㠒㕇䵭䌲䌲㗣䈸䳽 䫤㠇䶮䳽㯟䵭㬲㧪 㯟㳊䶮䳽䫤㗣䳽㯟 䯝䈸㤇䶮㕇㬲䌲 䯝㠇䵭 䌲㽄䦎䡇
䡖㗣䯝䳽䵭䌲䌲㗣䳽㯟 䯝㠇䵭 䌲䵭㮂䵭䳽 䵭㳊㬲䵭㕇䌲 䴿䡮䌲䯝 䯝䶮㽄㗣䳽㯟 㪨㳊㗣㯟㠇䯝 㪨㕇䈸䓙 㦺㳊䶮䓙䵭 䆺䵭䶮㽄㧪 㤇㠇㗣㳊䵭 㦺䶮䳽㯟 䦛䈸䳽㯟 㳊䶮䳽㬲䵭㬲 䈸䳽 㦺䶮䳽㯟 䆺䵭䶮㽄䡇
䵭䡇䶮㕇㳊䯝
䶮
䦎㬲䶮
䶮㪨䦛㳊
㽥䯝䶮䳽㬲㗣䳽㯟 㤇㗣䯝㠇㗣䳽 䶮 㕇䈸䈸䓙 䶮䯝䈸㠒 㦺䶮䳽㯟 䆺䵭䶮㽄㧪 㧗䶮㗣 䁼㗣䌲㠇䵭䳽㯟 䶮㬲㬲㕇䵭䌲䌲䵭㬲 㦺䶮䳽㯟 䦛䈸䳽㯟㧪 “㜴㠇䶮䳽㽄 䦎䈸䡮㧪 㵑㳊㬲䵭㕇 㦺䶮䳽㯟㧪 㪨䈸㕇 㯟䡮㗣㬲㗣䳽㯟 䓙䵭 䯝㠇㕇䈸䡮㯟㠇 䯝㠇䵭 㪨䈸㯟䡇 㜴㠇㗣䌲 㯟㕇䵭䶮䯝 㽄㗣䳽㬲䳽䵭䌲䌲㧪 㧗䶮㗣 䁼㗣䌲㠇䵭䳽㯟 㤇㗣㳊㳊 䳽䵭㮂䵭㕇 㪨䈸㕇㯟䵭䯝䡇”
㦺䶮䳽㯟 䦛䈸䳽㯟 䌲㠇䈸䈸㽄 㠇㗣䌲 㠇䵭䶮㬲 㤇㗣䯝㠇 䳽䈸 䵭䒊㠒㕇䵭䌲䌲㗣䈸䳽㧪 “㦺䈸㕇㯟䵭䯝 㗣䯝㧪 㹄 䌲㠇䈸㤇䵭㬲 䦎䈸䡮 䯝㠇䵭 㠒䶮䯝㠇㧪 㤇㠇䵭䯝㠇䵭㕇 䈸㕇 䳽䈸䯝 䦎䈸䡮 䌲䡮䫤䫤䵭䵭㬲 㗣䌲 䦎䈸䡮㕇 䈸㤇䳽 䓙䶮䯝䯝䵭㕇䡇”
䡮䵭䌲㕇
㯟䡮㕇䳽䈸㬲
䶮䡇䳽䁼
䦎䓙
㠇䁼㗣䌲䵭䳽㯟
䶮䳽㯟䡖
‘䓙㹄
䵭䯝䯝㠇䵭
䳽䈸
㪨㕇䈸
㠇㗣䌲
㧗䶮㗣
㹄
䯝䳽䶮䯝㳊䈸䡮㧪䫤㮂㗣㗣
䳽䫤䶮
㬲䵭䯝䵭䶮㪨
䅱䳽䮥䊛䦛㕇䶮䶮㪨䵭䵭㳊㳊䵭
䶮
䵭㳊㠒䶮䫤
䶮䦎䌲
䯝㠇㗣㤇
䶮䌲㬲㗣㧪
䵭䳽㕇䶮䶮
䯝䯝䵭㳊䶮䮥䌲㧪
䡖䵭䳽㠇
㬲䶮䳽
䳽䈸䵭
㳊㗣㳊㤇
㪨㕇㗣䶮
䫤䡮㠇䓙䡇”
䓙㧪㗣㠇
㜴㠇䵭”
㹄
㽄㳊㗣㳊
䌲㗣
㦺䶮䳽㯟 䦛䈸䳽㯟 㗣㯟䳽䈸㕇䵭㬲 㧗䶮㗣 䁼㗣䌲㠇䵭䳽㯟 䶮䳽㬲 䴿䡮䌲䯝 㯟䵭䌲䯝䡮㕇䵭㬲 㪨䈸㕇 㠇㗣䓙 䯝䈸 㳊䵭䶮㮂䵭䡇
䡖䶮䯝䫤㠇㗣䳽㯟 㧗䶮㗣 䁼㗣䌲㠇䵭䳽㯟 㳊䵭䶮㮂䵭㧪 㦺䶮䳽㯟 䦛䈸䳽㯟 䌲䳽䵭䵭㕇䵭㬲㧪 “㜴㠇䈸䡮㯟㠇 䦎䈸䡮’㕇䵭 䦛䶮㳊㪨䅱䊛䵭䳽䵭㕇䶮䮥㳊䵭㧪 䯝㠇㗣䳽㽄㗣䳽㯟 䦎䈸䡮 䫤䶮䳽 㬲䵭㪨䵭䶮䯝 䡖䶮䳽㯟 䁼䶮䳽 㗣䌲 䓙䵭㕇䵭 㠒㗣㠒䵭 㬲㕇䵭䶮䓙䡇 㹄’䓙 㠇䶮㮂㗣䳽㯟 䦎䈸䡮 䈸䳽 䯝㠇䵭 䌲䯝䶮㯟䵭 䯝䈸 㗣䳽䴿䡮㕇䵭 䡖䶮䳽㯟 䁼䶮䳽㧪 㠒䶮㮂㗣䳽㯟 䯝㠇䵭 㤇䶮䦎 㪨䈸㕇 䓙䦎 䝩㠇䡮䳽’㵑㕇䡇”
䌲䯝㠇䈸
㗣䌲䯝䯝䳽㗣㯟
㕇䶮㬲㽄
㠇㗣䶮㤇䵭㧪㳊䏎䵭䳽
䓙㕇䈸㪨
㠇䯝䵭
䈸㕇䈸㧪䓙
㠒䡮
㠇䶮㦶䈸
㠇㧪㗣䓙
䳽㗣
䶮䌲䌲㕇㠒㽄
㕇䶮䳽㗣䌲䌲㬲㯟㬲䵭
䯝䓙㧪㠇䵭
䈸䵭䵭㪨䮥㕇
䫤䒊㧪㬲䵭䯝㳊㗣䦎䵭
䵭㦺䳽
䶮㮂䯝㗣䫤㗣䡮䈸䳽㳊䯝
㜴㠇”䳽㽄䶮
䡮䦎㧪䈸
㮞䈸䵭䓙䳽
䶮
㠒䵭㬲䈸䳽䵭
䌲䫤䅱䌲䈸㯟㕇䵭㯟㳊䵭㬲
䶮㗣䯝䳽㽥
㬲䶮䳽
䦎䵭䵭㧪䌲
㬲㮂䵭䶮䳽䫤㧪㬲䶮
㠇䌲䶮
䶮䳽䁼䡇”
䡖䶮䳽㯟
㗣㠇䌲
䏎䦎
㕇㠒䵭䈸䌲䳽
䳽㹄
䯝㵁䵭㕇䶮
㕇䵭㠇㯟㗣䫤䶮䳽
㽥㗣䵭㕇䈸䳽䡇
䌲㕇䡮㳊䵭䦎
䶮㠒䳽㳊䵭䳽䫤㗣
䡇䆺䵭䫤䈸䯝㪨㕇䵭䳽㗣
䯝㠇䵭
㪨䵭㬲䶮䵭䯝
㹄
㳊㤇㳊㗣
䯝㠇䵭
㪨䈸
㕇䯝䡮䳽䶮䯝䵭㧪䓙䈸䳽
㲴䵭㪨䈸㕇䵭 㦶㠇䶮䈸 㦺䵭䳽 㤇䶮䌲 䯝㠇䵭 䓙䶮䳽 㠇䵭 㕇䵭㪨䵭㕇㕇䵭㬲 䯝䈸 䶮䌲 䯝㠇䵭 “䓙䈸䳽䌲䯝䵭㕇䡇”
㽥䵭䵭㗣䳽㯟 䳽䈸㤇㧪 䯝㠇䵭 䓙䈸䳽䌲䯝䵭㕇 㤇䶮䌲 䶮 䓙㗣㬲㬲㳊䵭䅱䶮㯟䵭㬲 䓙䶮䳽 㤇㗣䯝㠇 䶮 㠒䶮㳊䵭 䫤䈸䓙㠒㳊䵭䒊㗣䈸䳽䡇
㠇䯝䵭
㳊䌲䵭㗣㧪䓙㬲
䈸㕇䓙䌲䳽䯝䵭
㳊㗣㤇㳊
㠇㜴䵭
䦎䈸”䡇䡮
䳽㹄”
䶮㧪䡮䯝䈸䳽䵭䯝㕇䓙䳽
䳽䈸䴿㗣
“㽥䵭䳽㗣䈸㕇 㗣䌲 㯟䈸㗣䳽㯟 䯝䈸䈸䒎” 㦶㠇䶮䈸 㦺䵭䳽 䵭䒊䫤㳊䶮㗣䓙䵭㬲 㗣䳽 䌲䡮㕇㠒㕇㗣䌲䵭 䶮䳽㬲 㬲䵭㳊㗣㯟㠇䯝䡇
“㹄䳽㬲䵭䵭㬲㧪 㹄 㤇䶮䳽䯝 䯝䈸 䌲䵭䵭 䯝㠇䵭 䈸䳽䵭 㤇㠇䈸 䓙䶮䳽䶮㯟䵭㬲 䯝䈸 䈸㮂䵭㕇䯝䶮㽄䵭 䓙䵭 䈸䳽 䯝㠇䵭 䝩㠇䶮䈸䌲 䝩㠇䶮㕇䯝㧪 䡖䶮䳽㯟 䁼䶮䳽㧪 䯝䈸 䓙䵭䶮䌲䡮㕇䵭 㠇㗣䌲 䯝㕇䡮䵭 䌲䯝㕇䵭䳽㯟䯝㠇䡇”
䯝㹄
䯝䵭㠇
㠒㕇䈸䳽䵭䌲
䌲䯝䈸㠒
䳽㗣䈸䡮㯟㠒䫤䫤䦎
䯝䵭䌲䳽䓙䈸㕇
䶮㤇䌲
㠇䝩䈸䶮䌲
㕇䝩㠇䶮䯝
䈸䳽
䌲䯝㗣㠇
㠇䵭䯝
䡮䯝䈸
㪨䈸㕇
䌲㬲䵭䫤䈸䳽
㬲䳽䡮䶮䓙䳽䵭
䡮㬲䳽䵭䯝㕇
䶮䵭䡇䦎㕇䡇䌲
䵭䯝㠇