I Truly Am The Villian Chapter 2168: 2167: Taoist Fruit Ants, Source of Light
Capítulo 2168: Chapter 2167: Taoist Fruit Ants, Source of Light
“Usually, I tell you when you’re out and about, don’t underestimate others, learn humility.”
“Now it’s troublesome; if you offend someone, no one can protect you.”
Xu Zhengyi said this, noticing his two disciples were visibly shaken.
He added comfortingly, “But Taoist Friend Xu… Senior Xu probably won’t hold it against you juniors.”
Initially, Xu Zhengyi casually called him Taoist Friend Xu.
But he quickly realized they were not on the same level.
Calling him Senior Xu was certainly more appropriate.
This also made Xu Zhengyi understand why Xu Zimei could be so arrogant.
He didn’t need his help.
His attempt was purely showing off in the presence of a master, making a fool of himself.
Previously, he had never heard of such an existence in the Blazing Flame Realm.
Especially considering the human race in the Blazing Flame Realm was rare.
This led Xu Zhengyi to further speculate that Xu Zimei might have come from another realm.
Whether this speculation was true or not, it was enough to tempt Xu Zhengyi.
If he could invite him to the Light Sect as an Elder or something, the Light Sect’s power would certainly see a significant rise.
After all, true powerhouses are hard to come by.
Even though his mind was racing with thoughts, Xu Zhengyi still focused on the situation before him.
……
At this moment, all of the Kun Mountain Six Elders were immobilized by Li Changsheng.
No matter how they struggled, they couldn’t move.
Only the boss among them spoke, “Quickly use the fusion technique, or we’re in danger today.”
The six weren’t fools.
Xu Zimei had suppressed them all with a wave of his hand.
This kind of power surely wasn’t at the Dao Fruit level.
At the very least, Three Flowers, or even…
The six did not dare to think further because the more they thought ahead, the more terrifying it seemed.
At this moment, a singular aura burst from all six of them.
This aura was perfectly controlled, neither too strong nor too weak, as if it came from the same person.
Do not underestimate this, being able to control power to this degree.
It was no longer mere control.
It was more like a resonance between the six.
With a “boom,”
A mighty force erupted, impacting Xu Zimei’s suppression to some extent.
Of course, this was mainly because Xu Zimei hadn’t given it his all.
After all, fighting these two at full strength was practically meaningless.
All six acting as one.
When all their strength erupted, their figures started to become illusory.
It seemed as if their silhouettes were overlapping.
In the next moment, the other five transformed into streams of light, merging into the boss’s body.
This was truly a merging of the six into one entity.
At this moment, the boss’s power reached its peak.
Starting from Dao Fruit, it climbed continuously.
Stopping only when nearing the Three Flowers level.
After all, Three Flowers is a major realm; reaching it isn’t that simple.
……
Watching as he seemed hopeful to break out of the seal, the boss was emotionally stirred, struggling continuously.
His surrounding power surged like the ocean, roaring endlessly.
“Such insignificant power, I shouldn’t have given you hope.”
Xu Zimei shook his head slightly.
He opened his right hand again.
A stronger, nearly suffocating suppressive force descended.
Initially seeing hope for escape, the six elders almost wept for joy.
After all, they were unlucky.
They almost never left the Baori Sect, always in a state of arduous cultivation.
Finally getting a chance to venture out, they met an existence like Xu Zimei.
Causing them to question life.
Could it be that in just a few years, the world had changed so much?
As for the previously arrogant Yan He, at this moment he was hiding behind, not daring to breathe loudly.
Avenging wasn’t something he could even consider.
He only felt Murong Jiankong deserved to die more.
……
“Your Excellency, it’s better to resolve enemies than to make them; why not let bygones be bygones?”
Finally, the boss among the Kun Mountain Six Elders was the first to yield.
They gave up on avenging Murong Jiankong, primarily focusing on preserving their own lives first.
Other matters could be discussed later.
“Indeed, let’s cease this; our Baori Sect won’t pursue the matter. Murong Jiankong deserves death,” others echoed.
Xu Zimei sneered coldly.
He said, “You came seeking revenge, ready to kill me if you could, begging for mercy if you couldn’t.”
“If I were to let you go, where in the world could such good things happen?”
“Without paying any price?”
“Name your terms,” the boss said.
“I have no terms, mainly you all just need to die,” Xu Zimei replied.
“Is there truly no chance for reconciliation?” the Kun Mountain Six Elders asked again.
“Enough with the nonsense,” Xu Zimei couldn’t be bothered.
The mighty force in his hand descended, crushing the six at the spot.
Although Dao Fruit powerhouses have tenacious lifeforce, that depends on who they’re up against.
In Xu Zimei’s hands, they were fragile like ants, insignificant.
Even though the six made a final struggle before death, they were crushed with a single finger by Xu Zimei.
Witnessing this scene, the entire City Lord Mansion was frozen in fear.
For ordinary people, crushing six Dao Fruit powerhouses with ease was astonishing.
“Is everyone alright?” Xu Zimei asked.
Xu Zhengyi seemed a bit dazed.
In his daze, he suddenly remembered what Xu Zimei had told him.
Xu Zimei was looking for the Candle Dragon to spar a bit.
Xu Zhengyi always thought he was crazy.
But at that moment, he inexplicably felt Xu Zimei was serious.
It might even be true.
But for now, he didn’t dare to think too much.
He could only clap and cheer, saying to Xu Zimei with a smile, “I was blind; Senior’s strength is immense, beyond my comprehension.”
As he said this, Xu Zhengyi hesitated slightly.
He then replied, “If Senior wishes to see our Ancestor, perhaps I have a way.”
“What way?” Xu Zimei asked with interest.
If he hadn’t acted just now, Xu Zhengyi probably wouldn’t have mentioned this.
“Senior might have heard that our eight great forces are all inheritors of the Ancestor.”
“Although the eight great forces each operate separately, in special circumstances, we all heed the Ancestor’s command.”
Xu Zhengyi spoke about the secrets of the eight great forces.
Xu Zimei nodded.
He had indeed heard a bit, but wasn’t familiar with it.
“We generally struggle to contact the Ancestor, but under special circumstances, it is possible.”
Xu Zhengyi said.
“Like I mentioned before, the Ancestor exists in every river in the Blazing Flame Realm; if he wishes, there’s no one he can’t meet.”
“The Baori Sect has the Baori River, and naturally, the Light Sect has the Light River.”
“It’s rumored that the source of the Light River is where the Ancestor resides.
Whether it’s true or not, I can’t guarantee.”
䧵㫴㗒
䏌䏌䎫
䎫䢐䉔䶆㩟㚰
㒡䩳㲤㬦㗒䶆䉔㲤㗫
老
擄
㶳䎫䶆
老
盧
櫓
“䲛䧵㗒
䆼㲤㚰䠪
㳜䶆㗒䩳䎫䏌
䦔㩟㲤䉔㚰䶆㲤
㚰㶳䦔㗒䲹䉔䆵
㫴㦈䧵㗒
㗒䉔㬵㫴䎫
櫓
蘆
㶳䧵䉔㗒䎫
㚰䤰
盧
㥲㩟㲤䧵㫴
䩳䮓”㲤䉔㫴㶳䏌㗒㦈
蘆
盧
㾿㗫 䠪䧵㗒䶆㩟㦈㲤 㶳䧵㗫㶳䴤䏌㗒䩳 䩳䉔㦈䏌㦈 䎫 䤰㗒㻝 㫴㲤䆼㗒䦔㬦
䁤㗒 䉔㗒㾅䏌㲤㗒䩳䆵 “䲛䧵䎫㫴’䦔 㫴䧵㗒 䉔㗫䆼㚰䉔䆵 㚺㗫㫴 㴫 㶳䎫䶆’㫴 㚺㗒 㶳㗒䉔㫴䎫㲤䶆㬦 䴦䤰㫴㗒䉔 䎫䏌䏌䆵 䶆㚰 㚰䶆㗒’䦔 㗒㭓㗒䉔 㶳㚰䶆䤰㲤䉔䆼㗒䩳 㻝䧵㗒㫴䧵㗒䉔 㲤㫴’䦔 㫴䉔㗫㗒 㚰䉔 䤰䎫䏌䦔㗒㬦”
㬦䦔㲤㦈㩟䧵䏌䏌㫴
㚰䠪㲤䆼
䩳䩳㚰㗒䩳䶆
䁤㗒 䦔䎫㲤䩳䆵 “䲛䧵㗒䶆 㴫 䦔䧵䎫䏌䏌 䆼䎫䴤㗒 䎫 㫴䉔㲤㾅 㫴㚰 㫴䧵㗒 㯢㲤㩟䧵㫴 䜄㲤㭓㗒䉔’䦔 䦔㚰㗫䉔㶳㗒㬦”
“䒩㗒䶆㲤㚰䉔 㾿㗫 㶳䎫䶆 㭓㲤䦔㲤㫴 㚰㗫䉔 㯢㲤㩟䧵㫴 䒩㗒㶳㫴 䤰㲤䉔䦔㫴䆵 䎫䶆䩳 㫴䧵㗒䶆 䤰㚰䏌䏌㚰㻝 㫴䧵㗒 䆼䎫㲤䶆 䦔㫴䉔㗒䎫䆼 㗫㾅㻝䎫䉔䩳䦔㬦 䮠㚰㗫 䦔䧵㚰㗫䏌䩳 㚺㗒 䎫㚺䏌㗒 㫴㚰 䤰㲤䶆䩳 㲤㫴䆵” 㾿㗫 䠪䧵㗒䶆㩟㦈㲤 㒡㗫㲤㶳䴤䏌㦈 䦔㗫㩟㩟㗒䦔㫴㗒䩳㬦
㲤’䒩䉔䦔㗒㚰䶆
䤰㚰
䦔㲤
㗒㭓䏌㚺㗒㲤㗒
䉔㗫䤰䎫䧵㫴㩟
㲤㫴䧵㻝
䦔㶳㗒㶳㗫㚰㒡㗒䶆㗒㬦䶆”
䦔䧵㫴㲤
㗒㚺
㫴䧵㗒㦈
䎫㦈䶆
㗫䏘㗒䉔䶆㚰㦈
㩟䉔䩳㗒䶆䎫䆵
“䧵䴦䧵䏌㫴㗫㚰㩟
㲤䧵㻝㫴
‘㻝㫴㚰䶆
㫴䆵䶆㗒䦔㫴䧵䉔㩟
䠪㲤䆼㚰 䦔䆼㲤䏌㗒䩳 䤰䎫㲤䶆㫴䏌㦈㬦
㳜䎫䶆䩳䏌㗒 䢐䉔䎫㩟㚰䶆䆵 㫴䉔㗫䏌㦈 㗒䏌㗫䦔㲤㭓㗒䅬
䒩㶳”㗒䆵㫴
㚰㫴
䩳㲤䎫䦔㬦
䎫
㲤㯢㫴㩟䧵
㗒䎫䆼䴤
㦈㗫㚰䉔
㦈㗒”䧫䉔
䏌䦔㗒㫴’
㗒䏌㻝䆵䏌
䆼䠪㚰㲤
䉔㲤㫴㾅
“䴅㗫㫴 㚺㗒䤰㚰䉔㗒 㫴䧵䎫㫴䆵 㴫 㲤䶆㫴㗒䶆䩳 㫴㚰 㭓㲤䦔㲤㫴 㫴䧵㗒 䴅䎫㚰䉔㲤 䒩㗒㶳㫴㬦”
“㬵䉔㗫䩳㩟㗒䦔䆵 㲤䤰 䏌㗒䤰㫴 䎫䏌㚰䶆㗒䆵 㚺㗒㶳㚰䆼㗒 䤰㗫㫴㗫䉔㗒 㫴䉔㚰㗫㚺䏌㗒䦔㬦”
䩳㚰䦔㻝䉔䆵
䉔㗒䧵㩟䎫䶆㲤
䠪㲤䆼㚰’䦔
㗫㾿
䶆䎫㾅㩟
㲤䶆
䶆㚰㾅㥓
㲤䧵䦔
䧵㗒㦈㩟㲤䶆䠪
䧵䉔㬦㫴㗒䎫
㗒䤰䏌㫴
䎫
䁤㗒 㒡㗫㲤㶳䴤䏌㦈 䎫䦔䴤㗒䩳䆵 “䒩㗒䶆㲤㚰䉔䆵 䩳㚰 㦈㚰㗫 㾅䏌䎫䶆 㫴㚰 䩳㗒䦔㫴䉔㚰㦈 㫴䧵㗒 䴅䎫㚰䉔㲤 䒩㗒㶳㫴䮓”
“㴫 䩳㚰 䧵䎫㭓㗒 䦔㗫㶳䧵 㫴䧵㚰㗫㩟䧵㫴䦔䆵” 䠪㲤䆼㚰 䶆㚰䩳䩳㗒䩳㬦
䦔㫴䶆㗒㲤䏌
㩟䶆䠪䧵㗒㲤㦈
㗫㾿
㚰䤰䉔
㻝䦔䎫
䆼㗒㫴䶆㚰䆼㬦
䴦䏌㫴䧵㚰㗫㩟䧵 㫴䧵㗒 㥲㲤㩟䧵㫴 㬵䉔㗒䎫㫴 䲹㚰䉔㶳㗒䦔 䎫䉔㗒 㲤䶆 䤰㲤㗒䉔㶳㗒 㶳㚰䆼㾅㗒㫴㲤㫴㲤㚰䶆䆵 㫴䧵㗒㲤䉔 䉔㗒䏌䎫㫴㲤㚰䶆䦔 㩟䉔㚰㻝㲤䶆㩟 㗒㭓㗒䉔䩆㫴㗒䶆䦔㗒䆵
㫴䧵㗒㦈 䎫䉔㗒 䶆㚰䶆㗒㫴䧵㗒䏌㗒䦔䦔 㚰䤰 㫴䧵㗒 䦔䎫䆼㗒 㫴䉔㲤㚺㗒 䎫䶆䩳 䏌㲤䶆㗒䎫㩟㗒㬦
㚰䶆㗒
䎫䩳䶆䦔䎫䆵㭓㲤㗒㩟䦔䩳䎫㫴
㗒䩳㲤㗫䉔㫴㫴䦔䶆㶳㚰
㗒䩳㲤䦔㗒䉔㬦䦔
䧵㻝䎫㫴
䧵㶳㗒䎫
㗫㚺㫴
㗒㫴䧵
䧵㯢㫴㩟㲤
㲤䦔
䦔㗒㗒
㫴㴫’䦔
㗒䦔㲤䩳
㚰䶆㫴
㚰㫴
䦔䤰䤰㗫㗒䉔
㫴㫴䏌䎫㚰
䧵㫴㩟䶆㲤
䒩㗒㫴㶳
“㴫䶆 㫴䉔㗫㫴䧵䆵 㫴䧵㗒 䴅䎫㚰䉔㲤 䒩㗒㶳㫴 䧵䎫䦔 䎫䏌䉔㗒䎫䩳㦈 䉔㗒㶳㗒㲤㭓㗒䩳 㫴䧵㗒 㾅㗫䶆㲤䦔䧵䆼㗒䶆㫴 㲤㫴 䩳㗒䦔㗒䉔㭓㗒䩳䆵” 㾿㗫 䠪䧵㗒䶆㩟㦈㲤 㶳䎫䉔㗒䤰㗫䏌䏌㦈 㶳㚰䶆䦔㲤䩳㗒䉔㗒䩳 䧵㲤䦔 㻝㚰䉔䩳䦔 䎫䶆䩳 䦔䎫㲤䩳㬦
“䮠㚰㗫䉔 㫴䉔㗫㗒 㲤䶆㫴㗒䶆㫴 㲤䦔 䦔㲤䆼㾅䏌㦈 㫴㚰 䦔㗒㗒䴤 䎫 䦔㾅䎫䉔䉔㲤䶆㩟 䆼䎫㫴㶳䧵 㻝㲤㫴䧵 㯢㚰䉔䩳 㳜䎫䶆䩳䏌㗒 䢐䉔䎫㩟㚰䶆㬦”
㾅䦔䶆㫴㗒㚰䆼䎫㗒㶳
㚺㲤㗫㾅䏌䏌㦈㶳
䆼㗒䲹䏌䎫
㦈䧵”䌈
㚰㗫㦈
㫴㚰䧵㗫㚰䧵䉔㗫㩟㫴
䉔㚰䎫䴅㲤
㗒䎫䧵㭓
㗒䧵㫴
㶳䒩㗒㫴
䶆䩳䎫
㗒䆼
㚰䶆㫴
㫴䎫㲤㗒䆼䩳㗒
㫴䏌㗒
㗒䉔䎫䆵㫴㫴䆼
䎫㗒䏌㾅㚰䑽㚰㩟㲤
䧵㫴㲤䦔
㩟䏌䴅䎫㲤䑽䶆
“㗒䜄䮓䆼䎫䏌
㗒㫴䧵
“㳜䎫䶆 㦈㚰㗫 䆼䎫䴤㗒 䦔㗫㶳䧵 䩳㗒㶳㲤䦔㲤㚰䶆䦔䮓” 䠪㲤䆼㚰 䎫䦔䴤㗒䩳㬦
“㴫’䏌䏌 䩳㚰 䆼㦈 㚺㗒䦔㫴䆵” 㾿㗫 䠪䧵㗒䶆㩟㦈㲤 䦔䎫㲤䩳䆵 䧵䎫䉔䩳㗒䶆㲤䶆㩟 䧵㲤䦔 䉔㗒䦔㚰䏌㭓㗒㬦
䩳䩳㗒”㗒䦔㗒䉔㬦㭓
“䤰㴫
㫴㗒㶳䒩
㗒㚺
㫴㲤䉔䧵㗒
䤰䏌䶆䏌㻝㚰䩳䎫
䧵㗒䶆㫴
䧵㗒㫴
㲤㗫䶆㻝㲤㩟䏌䆵䏌䶆
䦔㲤
䎫䏌䦔䧵䏌
䉔䴅䎫㲤㚰
“㴫䶆 㫴䧵㗒 㾅䎫䦔㫴䆵 㴫 㻝㚰㗫䏌䩳 㶳㗒䉔㫴䎫㲤䶆䏌㦈 䧵䎫㭓㗒 䉔㗒䤰㗫䦔㗒䩳 㦈㚰㗫䉔 㾅䉔㚰㾅㚰䦔䎫䏌䆵”
䠪㲤䆼㚰 䦔䎫㲤䩳㬦
䶆䩳䎫
㩟㗒㗒䏌䎫㲤䶆
㗫㫴䴅”
㗒䉔㚺㗒㚰䤰
㫴㚰
䉔䶆㩟䎫䢐㚰
㻝㲤㫴䧵
䴤䏌㲤䏌
䎫䉔㲤䉔㾅㩟䦔䶆
㩟㗒㗫䉔
䧵䎫䦔
㲤”㗒䤰㚺㗫䏘㬦䦔䏌㗫㫴㲤䶆䎫
䩳㳜䏌䎫㗒䶆
䶆䆵㚰㻝
䆼㦈
䶆㫴䉔䩳㦈㗒㲤㩟䦔㚰
㗒䆵䩳䦔䩳㲤䶆㲤㲤䧵䆼
㗒䤰㗒䏌䦔
䧵㲤䦔
㴫䶆 䤰䎫㶳㫴䆵 䠪㲤䆼㚰 㗫䶆䩳㗒䉔䦔㫴㚰㚰䩳 㶳㗒䉔㫴䎫㲤䶆 䆼䎫㫴㫴㗒䉔䦔 㶳㚰䶆㶳㗒䉔䶆㲤䶆㩟 㫴䧵㗒 䴅䏌䎫䑽㲤䶆㩟 䲹䏌䎫䆼㗒 䜄㗒䎫䏌䆼㬦
䴦䤰㫴㗒䉔 䎫䏌䏌䆵 䧵㗒 䧵䎫䩳 㭓㲤䦔㲤㫴㗒䩳 㚰䶆㶳㗒 㚺㗒䤰㚰䉔㗒㬦
䩳㲤䶆䩳㗒㗒
䲛䧵㗒
㗒㳜䎫䏌䶆䩳
㗒䏌㾅㗫䉔㲤㬦㶳䎫
㒡㫴㲤㗒㗫
㚰㩟䶆䢐䎫䉔
㚰䤰
䦔㗒㮈䶆㗒㫴㶳㗒㲤
㲤䦔
㴫㫴 䉔㗒䏌㲤㗒䦔 㚰䶆 㫴䧵㗒 䲹㲤䉔㗒 䲛䉔㲤㚺㗒䆵 㶳㚰㗒㮈㲤䦔㫴㲤䶆㩟 㻝㲤㫴䧵 㫴䧵㗒䆼㬦
䌈䧵㗒䶆 㫴䧵㗒 䲹㲤䉔㗒 䲛䉔㲤㚺㗒 㲤䦔 䦔㫴䉔㚰䶆㩟䆵 䦔㚰 㲤䦔 㲤㫴㬦
㗫䆼䆼䏌㾅㗒㫴
㫴䏌㚰㻝㗒䦔㬦
䩳㚰㻝䏌㗫
㩟㫴䶆㗒䉔䧵㫴䦔
㲤䦔㫴
䧵㫴㗒
㚰㫴
㗒㲤䉔䲹
䲛䉔㗒㲤㚺
㫴㗒䩳䉔䎫䆵㗒䩳㲤㶳䎫
㲤䦔
㫴䦔㲤
㴫䤰
䲛䧵㗒䉔㗒䤰㚰䉔㗒䆵 䠪㲤䆼㚰 䩳㗒㶳㲤䩳㗒䩳 㫴㚰 䦔㾅䎫䉔㗒 㳜䎫䶆䩳䏌㗒 䢐䉔䎫㩟㚰䶆 䦔㚰䆼㗒 䩳㲤㩟䶆㲤㫴㦈㬦
䂤㚰䉔㗒㚰㭓㗒䉔䆵 䠪㲤䆼㚰 㚺㗒䏌㲤㗒㭓㗒䩳 㫴䧵䎫㫴 㚰䶆㶳㗒 䧵㗒 䦔㫴㲤䉔䉔㗒䩳 㗫㾅 㗒䶆㚰㗫㩟䧵 㫴䉔㚰㗫㚺䏌㗒䆵 㳜䎫䶆䩳䏌㗒 䢐䉔䎫㩟㚰䶆 㻝㚰㗫䏌䩳 㲤䶆䩳㗒㗒䩳 㫴䎫䴤㗒 䶆㚰㫴㲤㶳㗒㬦
㗒䤰䏌㬦㗒㲤䉔
㚰䆼䠪㲤
䶆㦈䤰䏌䎫䏌㲤
䏌㚰䎫㾅䦔㚰䉔㾅
䧵㻝䶆㗒
䎫㗒㫴㗒䧵㚺䉔
㲤䧵㩟䦔
㦈㗒䶆㲤㩟䧵䠪
㗫㾿
䶆㦈䏌䈎
䎫㶳㗒㶳㾅䩳㗒㫴
䩳㲤䩳
㲤䧵䦔
䤰㚰
䎫
䁤㗒 㻝䎫䦔 㫴䉔㗫䏌㦈 㻝㚰䉔䉔㲤㗒䩳 䠪㲤䆼㚰 䆼㲤㩟䧵㫴 䉔㗒䤰㗫䦔㗒㬦
㥓䶆㶳㚰䶆䦔㶳㲤㚰㗫䦔䏌㦈䆵 䦔㻝㗒䎫㫴 䧵䎫䩳 䦔㚰䎫䴤㗒䩳 䧵㲤䦔 㚺㚰䩳㦈㬦
䩳䦔䎫㗒䴤
䎫㲤㬦䶆䎫㩟
䠪䶆㗒㦈㩟㲤䧵
㾿㗫
㗒㻝
䧵䦔䎫䏌䏌
㗒䧵䌈”䶆
䩳䮓䎫”㫴䉔㗒㾅
“䲛㚰䆼㚰䉔䉔㚰㻝 䆼㚰䉔䶆㲤䶆㩟䆵” 䠪㲤䆼㚰 䉔㗒㾅䏌㲤㗒䩳㬦
“㴫䦔 㲤㫴 䤰䎫䉔 䤰䉔㚰䆼 䧵㗒䉔㗒 㫴㚰 㫴䧵㗒 㯢㲤㩟䧵㫴 䒩㗒㶳㫴䮓”
䩳㬦㲤䎫䦔
㗒䠪䧵㦈㩟䶆㲤
䧵㗫㲤䉔䏌䉔䩳㦈㗒
“䉷㚰㫴
䤰䎫”䉔䆵
㾿㗫
䎫䤰䉔䆵
䶆㫴㚰
“㴫䤰 㻝㗒 㫴䉔䎫㭓㗒䏌 㫴㲤䉔㗒䏌㗒䦔䦔䏌㦈䆵 㲤㫴 䦔䧵㚰㗫䏌䩳 㫴䎫䴤㗒 䎫㚺㚰㗫㫴 䎫 䩳䎫㦈 䎫䶆䩳 䎫 䶆㲤㩟䧵㫴㬦”
“䲛䧵㗒䶆 㲤㫴 䦔䧵㚰㗫䏌䩳 㚺㗒 䤰䎫䦔㫴㗒䉔䆵” 䠪㲤䆼㚰 䶆㚰䩳䩳㗒䩳㬦
䧵㲤䠪㗒㩟䶆㦈
㗒㫴䧵
㲤㩟䆵䧵䶆㫴
䲛䧵㫴䎫
㾿㗫
䒩㲤䴤㚰䶆㩟
㗒㫴䩳㦈䎫䦔
㬦䩳䶆㗒㲤㗒㶳䦔㗒䜄
㫴䎫
䌈䧵㲤䏌㗒 䠪㲤䆼㚰 㶳䧵㗒㶳䴤㗒䩳 㚰䶆 䒩㲤䴤㚰䶆㩟 䢀㲤䶆㩟’䦔 㶳㚰䶆䩳㲤㫴㲤㚰䶆㬦
䴦䤰㫴㗒䉔 䉔㗒㭓㗒䉔䦔㲤䶆㩟 䤰䎫㫴㗒䆵 㫴䧵㲤䶆㩟䦔 㻝㗒䉔㗒 䆼㚰䦔㫴䏌㦈 㚺䎫㶳䴤 㫴㚰 䶆㚰䉔䆼䎫䏌㬦
䲛㚰䧵㗫䧵㩟
䧵㗒䉔
㲤㲤㩟㩟䶆䶆㗒㚺䶆
䦔㫴䤰㲤㲤㩟㶳㲤䶆䎫䶆
㗒䧵䦔
䉔䉔㗒㲤㗫䦔㒡㗒
㩟䏌䤰㲤䎫䉔㗒
㫴䆼㬦䎫䩳䶆䏘㗫䦔䦔㗒㫴
㗫㫴䦔䏘
䶆䎫䩳
䎫䦔㗒䉔㲤䆼䶆
㚰㫴䎫㭓㲤䆵㫴䏌㗫䶆㶳㲤
㗫㫴㗒㒡㲤
䒩㲤䴤㚰䶆㩟 㯢㲤䎫䶆 䎫䏌䦔㚰 䧵㗒䎫䉔䩳 㚰䤰 㫴䧵㗒 䩳䎫㦈’䦔 㗒㭓㗒䶆㫴䦔㬦
䁤㗒 䧵䎫䩳 㲤䶆䩳㗒㗒䩳 䦔㾅㗒㶳㗫䏌䎫㫴㗒䩳 䦔㚰䆼㗒㻝䧵䎫㫴 㲤䶆 䧵㲤䦔 䆼㲤䶆䩳㬦
㫴䮠㗒
㫴㗫㚺
㦈䏌㫴㗒㗫㫴䉔
䧵㗒
䧵䏌㗒㾅
䏌䩳䶆㗫㫴㚰’㶳
㚰㶳䩳䴤䧵䦔㬦㗒
㚺㗒
䲹㚰䉔 䧵㲤䆼䆵 䠪㲤䆼㚰 㻝䎫䦔 㫴䧵㗒 䦔㫴䉔㚰䶆㩟㗒䦔㫴 㚺㗒㲤䶆㩟 䧵㗒 䧵䎫䩳 㗒㭓㗒䉔 㻝㲤㫴䶆㗒䦔䦔㗒䩳㬦
䲛㚰 䧵䎫㭓㗒 䆼㗒㫴 䧵㲤䆼 㲤䦔 䎫䶆 㲤䆼䆼㗒䶆䦔㗒 䧵㚰䶆㚰䉔 䤰㚰䉔 䧵㲤䆼䦔㗒䏌䤰 䎫䶆䩳 䧵㲤䦔 䩳䎫㗫㩟䧵㫴㗒䉔㬦
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