Supreme Divine Physician in the City Chapter 1433: 1433: Return to the East Sea
Capítulo 1433: Chapter 1433: Return to the East Sea
A box of fried centipedes was soon shared by the four of them. The largest one in the middle was divided into four parts by Ye Xuan. Of course, the two middle parts were left for Liu Ying and Ge Xiaoying, while Ye Xuan ate the head and Elder Xuan had the tail… Naturally, Elder Xuan dared not complain in the slightest.
After the drinks flowed and dishes varied, a sumptuous centipede-peony feast came to an end.
And the time had reached around one o’clock in the afternoon.
As they were leaving, Ge Xiaoying cast a look of reluctance, which made Liu Ying pinch Ye Xuan’s waist again. Who knows what he did to Ge Xiaoying? However, it was really unjust for Ye Xuan this time as he wasn’t one to seduce underage girls…
“Xiaoying, want to go have fun in East Sea City together?” Liu Ying asked.
“Sure!” Ge Xiaoying was about to jump up when Elder Xuan quickly pulled her back, hurriedly saying:
“You two, there are still matters awaiting me in Southern Border, so I won’t be going this time. I promise to visit when there’s a chance, and of course, if Ye comes to Southern Border, we’ll surely welcome him with open arms!”
After speaking, Elder Xuan hastily pulled Ge Xiaoying to the car, speeding towards the airport as if fleeing for his life.
Even so, Ge Xiaoying turned back every three steps, waving at Ye Xuan and Liu Ying, shouting:
“Brother Ye Xuan, I’ll sneak out to East Sea in a few days to find you guys to play!”
Frightening Elder Xuan so much that he almost tripped in front of the car door.
Meanwhile, Ye Xuan drove Liu Ying towards East Sea City.
Having been delayed in Hai City for so many days, it was time to head back as a bunch of women were still waiting for Ye Xuan’s comfort.
Especially his big wife, Lin Tong. Just thinking about it gave Ye Xuan a headache, unsure of what to do. No choice but to deal with it when he got back, as they say, the boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge! What storm has he not seen!
Now, Ye Xuan’s feelings were truly mixed, driving at a tortoise-like pace, even Liu Ying was starting to get anxious.
“Big man, can you not drive anymore, can’t even press the gas? Hee hee hee.” Liu Ying giggled.
“You silly girl, don’t you know if your man can drive or not? I’m just following traffic rules, what would you know!” Ye Xuan glared at Liu Ying, saying irritably, while giving her waist a squeeze.
“Ouch, it hurts! You naughty!” Liu Ying shrieked.
“Hmph, now you know the consequence of angering your man!”
“I know, I know, big man, you’re very strong.” Liu Ying quickly grabbed Ye Xuan’s big hand, almost crying.
Meanwhile, Ye Xuan’s thoughts had already flown back to East Sea.
What to do, what to say when back? Should I calm my wife’s anger first, and then there are so many wives left… Ye Xuan’s head was already starting to recite scriptures.
Even someone as wise as Ye Xuan began to get worried, yet Liu Ying enjoyed the joke. After all, it was because of herself that this big man upset Lin Tong, thinking of that, Liu Ying felt quite pleased.
Despite being this slow, there was nothing to be done on the highway due to minimum speed limits. By the time the two reached the highway toll booth of East Sea City, it was past five in the afternoon, and as they slowly drove towards the city, Ye Xuan’s heart began to tense up.
Soon enough, it was past six in the afternoon, and the setting sun in late autumn was always eager to find its mother sun, casting the streets of East Sea in a chillier light.
The car of Ye Xuan and Liu Ying slowly came to a stop in front of a gigantic villa estate, bought at a low price from Murong Wanwan, now already quite established, of course referring to the people living inside.
For Ye Xuan, the women inside were the most important, if not them, then where they lived hardly mattered.
Back then, in the international scene that turned the Dark World upside down, Ye Xuan stayed countless times in presidential suites of Five-star hotels, and lay in dirty, simple sewers for assassination targets.
“Come on, big man, let’s go inside.”
Liu Ying, seeing Ye Xuan in a daze at the threshold, tugged at his big hand, saying.
“Oh, oh, alright, let’s go.”
Only then did Ye Xuan react, grasping Liu Ying’s soft, boneless little hand, heading into the villa.
Creek!
Ye Xuan took out the key, opened the door, seeing Murong Wanwan in a nightgown, hugging a bag of snacks, watching TV in the villa’s living room.
“Brother Ye Xuan! You’re back!”
Seeing Ye Xuan return, a bag of chips in Murong Wanwan’s hand fell to the ground with a clatter. She stood there in a daze, shoes forgotten, jumped up and wrapped her legs around Ye Xuan’s waist, landing in his arms.
“Yes, my dear Wanwan.” Ye Xuan hugged her back, one hand patting her head.
“Brother Ye Xuan, I missed you to death! This past month has been too boring!” Murong Wanwan pouted.
“You guys hang on here sweet-talking, I’ll go take a shower.” Liu Ying said as she slowly walked up the stairs.
“Wanwan, all these days, nothing happened at home, right? Where are Little Tong and them?”
“Tch, you still ask about Sister Tong? Isn’t it all because of you, that Natasha moved in and made Sister Tong so mad, she’s still at Sister Yumo’s house.”
Murong Wanwan pouted as she spoke.
“Oh, I remember now.” Ye Xuan had forgotten about this matter during these days, his eyes focused as he activated his perception abilities.
But after a scan, he only saw Lu Miaochan playing games on her phone in her room on the third floor, that seductress Liu Ying having already gone to shower, and Qiuyue washing newly bought vegetables to prepare dinner for the women, everything seemed so in sync.
Yet, Ye Xuan did not see Natasha’s shadow, couldn’t help but feel puzzled.
“Wanwan, is Natasha not at home?” Ye Xuan asked.
“Yeah, about half a month ago, she got a phone call, then left in a hurry, and we didn’t ask where she went.” Murong Wanwan replied.
Probably matters of the Dark Temple, Ye Xuan thought, seeing the kitten-like Murong Wanwan in his arms.
He directly carried Murong Wanwan horizontally and walked towards the stairs.
Yet, he didn’t go to Murong Wanwan’s room next to his master bedroom, but instead went directly to the corner Lu Miaochan’s room.
Murong Wanwan’s face instantly turned red, though she had been with Ye Xuan like this before, even another person being the beauty Liu Ying.
But this time, it was with her good friend Lu Miaochan. Murong Wanwan only hesitated for a moment, but still knocked on the door.
“Who is it?” Inside the room came Lu Miaochan’s gentle voice.
“It’s me, Sister Miaochan.” Murong Wanwan replied.
“Oh, it’s Little Wanwan, wait for me to open the door.”
Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan’s face darkened, what are these addresses?
Could it be that during his absence, the two had done something unspeakable? Murong Wanwan not only corrupted by him but by Lu Miaochan too? No way, tonight he must properly discipline this Lu Miaochan!
Ye Xuan thought, watching the ever-nearing Lu Miaochan from the door, his lips involuntarily curled into a smile…
㛸㿀㢗
㕛䖶
㕎䎼㢗䑥㢗㛸䳮䳮䣺䶃
䎼㛸㒌
㿀㛸䑥
䎼’㛸㷒䟥䩹
㧲㢗㵀䑥
㬋㵙䭽䶃㢗
䎼㛸㒌
老
㢗䳮䑥㩡
盧
㬋䶃䭽㢗
㢗㧲䑥㷒㷒䍻䏊㷒䣺
䓊䟥㧲
櫓
䎼䳮䎼㛸㒌䶃
㵀㢗㛸䳮䑥
䑥䐛㷒
㧲䎼㿀㧲䏊
盧
䊙䍻䧓䯡㷒
㵀䑥㿀
䭽㧲䍻㿀㛸㢗
䯡㕎䟥
䑥㛸㧲㕛䭽
䭽㢗㷒㢗㬋
䑥㷒
㿀㛸䑥
䑥㧲
㤔㢗
䎼㒌䏊䶃
䑥㬋㒌䏊㢗
㢗㷒㒌㩡
擄
㛸䟥䣺㢗䍻䏊䭽
㿀㢗㛸
䎼㛸㒌
㛸㒌䎼
老
㿀㧲㧲䎼
䑥㢗㕛㒌䏊
盧
㛸㵀䑥㢗䳮
㛸㷒䍻㵀㢗䊙㧲㿀䑥
櫓
蘆
蘆
䧓㿀㢗 䍻㧲㿀㢗䭽 㕎㢗䭽㛸䍻㷒 㒌䎼㛸 㵙䳮㓋㢗䭽 䩹䟥䎼㷒䏊 㒌㿀䍻 㿀䎼㓋 䳇䟥㛸㧲 䭽㢗㧲䟥䭽㷒㢗㓋 㧲䍻 㧲㿀㢗 䱣䍻䟥㧲㿀㢗䭽㷒 㣲䍻䭽㓋㢗䭽䯡 㽙㢗 㒌䎼㛸 㧲䭽䟥䳮䶃 䎼㕛䭽䎼䑥㓋 䍻㕛 㤔㢗 䩹䟥䎼㷒䏊 䓊䟥㧲 㒌㿀䎼㧲 㿀㢗 䣺䍻䟥䳮㓋㷒’㧲 䎼䣺䣺㢗㕎㧲 㒌䎼㛸 㿀䑥㛸 㓋䑥㛸䣺䑥㕎䳮㢗䏊 㵖㢗 䩹䑥䎼䍻䶃䑥㷒䊙䏊 㿀䎼㓋 䎼䳮㛸䍻 䳮㢗䎼䭽㷒㢗㓋 㧲㿀䑥㛸 㛸㵀䑥䳮㢗䯡 䁍㧲 䣺䍻䟥䳮㓋 䓊㢗 䑥㵀䎼䊙䑥㷒㢗㓋 㧲㿀䎼㧲 㵙䳮㓋㢗䭽 䩹䟥䎼㷒’㛸 䳮䑥㕛㢗 䑥㷒 㧲㿀㢗 䱣䍻䟥㧲㿀㢗䭽㷒 㣲䍻䭽㓋㢗䭽 㵀䑥䊙㿀㧲 䓊㢗 㢗㬋㢗㷒 㧲䍻䟥䊙㿀㢗䭽䯡
㻫㧲 㧲㿀䑥㛸 㵀䍻㵀㢗㷒㧲䏊 䐛䟥 㮱䑥䎼䍻䣺㿀䎼㷒 㒌䎼㛸 䎼䳮䭽㢗䎼㓋䶃 䓊䶃 㧲㿀㢗 㓋䍻䍻䭽䏊 㿀㢗䭽 㛸㵀䎼䳮䳮 㿀䎼㷒㓋㛸 䊙㢗㷒㧲䳮䶃 㕎䳮䎼䣺㢗㓋 䍻㷒 㧲㿀㢗 㓋䍻䍻䭽㩡㷒䍻䓊䏊 㛸㿀㢗 㛸䳮䍻㒌䳮䶃 㧲㒌䑥㛸㧲㢗㓋 䑥㧲䏊 䍻㕎㢗㷒䑥㷒䊙 㧲㿀㢗 㓋䍻䍻䭽䯡
㛸㻫
㛸㢗㿀
䭽㓋䍻䍻
㧲㿀㷒㢗
䐛䟥
㒌㓋㢗䏊䑥䭽
䑥㢗䭽㒌㓋
㿀㢗㧲
㮱䑥䎼䣺㷒䎼’䍻㛸㿀
㕎䍻㓋㢗㷒㢗
㛸䳮䍻䑥㓋
㒌䍻㓋䍻
䶃㒌䳮䍻䳮㛸
㵀䶃㕎䣺㢗㧲䳮䳮㢗䍻
㓋䎼㷒
䟥㛸㷒㧲㷒䯡㢗㓋
㷒䎼㓋
䍻䟥㵀㿀㧲
㒌㛸䎼
㢗㓋㷒㢗㕎䏊䍻
㬨㿀䍻 䑥㛸 㧲㿀䑥㛸㔎
䐛䟥 㮱䑥䎼䍻䣺㿀䎼㷒 䭽䟥䓊䓊㢗㓋 㿀㢗䭽 㢗䶃㢗㛸䏊 䳮䍻䍻㩡䑥㷒䊙 䑥㷒䣺䭽㢗㓋䟥䳮䍻䟥㛸䯡
㢗㤔”
䟥㷒”䩹䫖䎼
䐛䟥 㮱䑥䎼䍻䣺㿀䎼㷒 㛸㿀䍻䟥㧲㢗㓋䏊 䓊䟥㧲 㕛䍻䟥㷒㓋 㧲㿀䎼㧲 㿀㢗䭽 㕎䳮䎼䣺㢗 䑥㷒 㿀䑥㛸 㢗㵀䓊䭽䎼䣺㢗 㒌䎼㛸 㧲䎼㩡㢗㷒 䓊䶃 㮱䟥䭽䍻㷒䊙 㬨䎼㷒㒌䎼㷒䏊 䎼㷒㓋 㛸㿀㢗 䣺䍻䟥䳮㓋㷒’㧲 䊙㢗㧲 䑥㷒䯡 䐛䟥 㮱䑥䎼䍻䣺㿀䎼㷒 㒌䎼㛸 㕎䭽䍻䓊䎼䓊䳮䶃 㧲㿀㢗 䍻㷒㢗 㒌㿀䍻 㵀䑥㛸㛸㢗㓋 㤔㢗 䩹䟥䎼㷒 㧲㿀㢗 㵀䍻㛸㧲 㧲㿀㢗㛸㢗 㓋䎼䶃㛸䯡
㫊䭽䍻㵀 㵀㢗㢗㧲䑥㷒䊙 䎼㷒㓋 㩡㷒䍻㒌䑥㷒䊙 㤔㢗 䩹䟥䎼㷒䏊 㧲䍻 㷒䍻㒌 䓊㢗䑥㷒䊙 䑥㷒 䳮䍻㬋㢗䏊 䍻㬋㢗䭽 㧲㿀䑥㛸 㵀䍻㷒㧲㿀䏊 䐛䟥 㮱䑥䎼䍻䣺㿀䎼㷒 䣺䍻䟥䳮㓋㷒’㧲 㛸㧲䍻㕎 㧲㿀䑥㷒㩡䑥㷒䊙 䎼䓊䍻䟥㧲 䑥㧲䏊 㢗㛸㕎㢗䣺䑥䎼䳮䳮䶃 㒌㿀㢗㷒 㤔㢗 䩹䟥䎼㷒 䊙䍻㧲 䑥㷒䳇䟥䭽㢗㓋 䎼 㕛㢗㒌 㓋䎼䶃㛸 䎼䊙䍻䏊 䑥㧲 䣺䍻㵀㕎䳮㢗㧲㢗䳮䶃 㢗䭽䎼㛸㢗㓋 䎼䳮䳮 㧲㿀㢗 䊙䭽䟥㓋䊙㢗㛸 㧲㿀䑥㛸 䑥㷒㷒䍻䣺㢗㷒㧲 䳮䑥㧲㧲䳮㢗 㒌䍻㵀䎼㷒 㿀䎼㓋 䎼䊙䎼䑥㷒㛸㧲 㿀䑥㵀䯡
䏊”䣺㮱䎼䎼䍻㷒䑥㿀
䁍㵀’
㢗䏊㷒㿀䶃䍻
㩡䎼”䣺䓊䫖
㤔㢗 䩹䟥䎼㷒 㛸䎼䑥㓋䏊 㩡䑥䣺㩡䑥㷒䊙 㧲㿀㢗 㓋䍻䍻䭽 㛸㿀䟥㧲䏊 㒌䎼䳮㩡䑥㷒䊙 䑥㷒㧲䍻 㧲㿀㢗 䭽䍻䍻㵀䯡 㬨䑥㧲㿀 䎼 㛸䳮䑥䊙㿀㧲 㢗䔻㢗䭽㧲䑥䍻㷒 䍻㕛 㿀䑥㛸 䎼䭽㵀䏊 㿀㢗 㧲㿀䭽㢗㒌 㮱䟥䭽䍻㷒䊙 㬨䎼㷒㒌䎼㷒 䑥㷒 䎼 㕎㢗䭽㕛㢗䣺㧲 䎼䭽䣺 䍻㷒㧲䍻 䐛䟥 㮱䑥䎼䍻䣺㿀䎼㷒’㛸 䓊㢗㓋䯡
䯡䯡䯡
䟥䑥䐛
䎼㢗㧲
㢗䟥䯡㓋䍻䍻㷒㓋㧲䭽㛸
㧲㿀㢗
㵀䊙䑥䣺㷒䍻
㓋䍻㷒㒌
㖽䑥䟥䶃䟥㢗
㧲䍻
㷒㿀㢗㒌
䎼䶃䳮䍻䳮䑥䣺䊙䳮
㧲䍻㒌
䑥㧲䎼㛸㛸㕎䟥䭽
㒌䎼㛸
㛸㒌䎼
㿀㢗㛸
䊙䍻
㛸䏊䑥䎼䭽㛸㧲
䟥䎼㧲䍻䓊
䣺’䍻㩡䳮䍻䣺
㕎㕎㢗㷒㓋㢗䎼㿀
㢗㷒㛸㕎䑥䎼䏊㩡䊙
䎼㒌㛸
㓋䳮䟥㷒䶃㓋㛸㢗
㧲㿀㢗
㤔䊙㷒䑥
䣺䍻㢗㷒㛸㓋䏊㕛䟥
㧲䍻
㧲䑥㵀㢗䯡
䭽䊙䑥䳮㛸
㿀䱣㢗
䎼䣺䳮䳮
㓋䎼㷒
㛸㢗㢗
㧲䍻
㓋㷒䭽㷒㢗䑥
㧲䍻
㧲㢗䊙㿀䑥
㤔㢗 䩹䟥䎼㷒 㵀䟥㛸㧲 㿀䎼㬋㢗 䣺䍻㵀㢗 䓊䎼䣺㩡 䎼㷒㓋 㒌䎼㛸 㕎䭽䍻䓊䎼䓊䳮䶃 䟥㕎 㧲䍻 㛸䍻㵀㢗㧲㿀䑥㷒䊙 䊙䍻䍻㓋 㒌䑥㧲㿀 䐛䟥 㮱䑥䎼䍻䣺㿀䎼㷒 䎼㷒㓋 㮱䟥䭽䍻㷒䊙 㬨䎼㷒㒌䎼㷒䯡
“㤔㢗 䩹䟥䎼㷒 䑥㛸 㛸䍻 㵀㢗䎼㷒䏊 㿀㵀㕎㿀䏊 䓊䟥䳮䳮䶃䑥㷒䊙 䟥㛸 䎼㛸 㛸䍻䍻㷒 䎼㛸 㿀㢗 䊙㢗㧲㛸 䓊䎼䣺㩡䫖” 㮱䟥䭽䍻㷒䊙 㬨䎼㷒㒌䎼㷒 㛸䎼䑥㓋 䣺䍻㷒㧲䭽䎼䭽䶃 㧲䍻 㿀㢗䭽 㕛㢗㢗䳮䑥㷒䊙㛸䯡
“㔎㵀㽙
㿀䣺䍻䎼䑥䏊㮱䎼㷒
㷒䟥䊙”䯡䎼㧲䶃㿀
㷒䎼䟥䩹
㒌㢗䶃㢗䓊䭽䍻
㢗㓋䳮䍻䍻㩡
㷒㓋䎼
䎼㒌䎼㷒䏊㬨㷒
䯡㷒䎼䊙䶃䑥㛸
䶃䟥㢗䭽’䍻
㢗䎼䭽㛸㓋䑥
䎼㧲
䓊㢗䑥䊙㷒
㢗㤔
㢗䑥䐛㧲䳮㧲
䐛䟥
䎼㷒
“㮱䑥䎼䍻䣺㿀䎼㷒䏊 㿀䍻㷒㢗䶃䏊 㧲㢗䎼䣺㿀 䳮䑥㧲㧲䳮㢗 㬨䎼㷒㒌䎼㷒 㿀䍻㒌 㛸㿀㢗 㛸㿀䍻䟥䳮㓋 䎼㓋㓋䭽㢗㛸㛸 㵀㢗㔎”
“㽙䟥㰯㿀䟥㛸䓊䎼㷒㓋…”
䎼㿀㢗㓋䏊
䍻䎼䎼䣺䑥㿀㮱㷒
䐛䟥
㢗䳮㒌䍻䭽㢗㓋
䍻㧲䳮䶃䯡㕛㛸
㢗㕎㩡䑥㛸䎼㷒䊙
䭽㿀㢗
“䐛䍻䟥㓋㢗䭽䏊 䁍 䣺䎼㷒’㧲 㿀㢗䎼䭽 䶃䍻䟥䯡”
㤔㢗 䩹䟥䎼㷒 䳮䍻䍻㩡㢗㓋 䎼㧲 䐛䟥 㮱䑥䎼䍻䣺㿀䎼㷒 㒌䑥㧲㿀 䎼 㵀䑥㛸䣺㿀䑥㢗㬋䍻䟥㛸 䊙䭽䑥㷒䏊 䭽㢗䎼㓋䶃 㧲䍻 䓊䭽㢗䎼㩡 㓋䍻㒌㷒 㿀㢗䭽 㵀㢗㷒㧲䎼䳮 㓋㢗㕛㢗㷒㛸㢗㛸 䣺䍻㵀㕎䳮㢗㧲㢗䳮䶃䯡
㓋㰯䓊”䟥㛸䎼…䟥㽙㷒”㿀
䐛䟥 㮱䑥䎼䍻䣺㿀䎼㷒’㛸 㬋䍻䑥䣺㢗 㒌䎼㛸 㛸䳮䑥䊙㿀㧲䳮䶃 䳮䍻䟥㓋㢗䭽 䎼㛸 㛸㿀㢗 䭽㢗䳮䟥䣺㧲䎼㷒㧲䳮䶃 䭽䎼䑥㛸㢗㓋 㿀㢗䭽 㿀㢗䎼㓋䏊 䓊䟥㧲 㤔㢗 䩹䟥䎼㷒 㒌䎼㛸 㛸㧲䑥䳮䳮 㷒䍻㧲 㛸䎼㧲䑥㛸㕛䑥㢗㓋䯡
“䐛䍻䟥㓋㢗䭽䏊 䳮䍻䟥㓋㢗䭽䏊 㿀䎼㬋㢗㷒’㧲 䁍 㕛㢗㓋 䶃䍻䟥 㢗㷒䍻䟥䊙㿀㔎”
䳇㷒㛸䑥䍻㧲㓋㓋㢗䑥䯡
䳮䳮㛸㧲䑥
㧲䟥䓊
䎼
䍻㓋䟥㢗㓋㛸㷒
䍻䭽㒌㛸㓋
䍻㷒㷒㢗䊙㢗㓋㵀䑥䑥䭽
㛸㓋䎼䑥
㷒䎼䩹䟥
䑥㿀㛸
㢗㤔
㧲䍻䏊㢗㷒
㧲䳮䑥䳮䶃㿀䊙㛸
㒌䑥㧲㿀
“㽙䟥㛸䓊䎼㷒㓋䫖 㽙䟥㛸䓊䎼㷒㓋䫖”
䐛䟥 㮱䑥䎼䍻䣺㿀䎼㷒 㒌䎼㛸 㛸䣺䎼䭽㢗㓋䏊 䨷䟥䑥䣺㩡䳮䶃 䭽䎼䑥㛸䑥㷒䊙 㿀㢗䭽 㬋䍻䑥䣺㢗䯡
䟥㷒䭽䏊㧲
䍻䊙䍻㓋
䊙䏊㿀㧲䑥䭽
䭽㤔䟥䍻
䑥㧲䳮㢗䳮㧲
‘㧲㿀䎼㧲㛸
䶃㵀
㕛㢗䑥㒌䯡
㧲’㧲㿀䎼㛸
㛸㤔䏊”㢗
“㷒䯡㒌䎼㬨䎼㷒
㤔㢗 䩹䟥䎼㷒 㷒䍻㓋㓋㢗㓋䏊 㕎䳮䎼䶃䑥㷒䊙 䑥㧲 䟥㕎䯡
“㽙䟥㛸䓊䎼㷒㓋䏊 㿀㢗㿀㢗䯡” 㮱䟥䭽䍻㷒䊙 㬨䎼㷒㒌䎼㷒 㛸䎼䑥㓋 㒌䑥㧲㿀䍻䟥㧲 䎼㷒䶃 䭽㢗㛸㢗䭽㬋䎼㧲䑥䍻㷒㛸 䎼㷒㓋 䣺䎼䳮䳮㢗㓋 䍻䟥㧲 㓋䑥䭽㢗䣺㧲䳮䶃䯡
㵀㷒㢗㧲㵀䍻䏊
䣺㢗㛸䑥㷒
㧲㧲㿀䟥䍻䊙㿀
㢗㤔
䎼㛸䣺㢗䏊
㢗䭽㕎䍻䳮䭽䫖”㕎䶃
䓊㿀㓋㷒䟥䏊䎼㛸
㒌䭽㓋䭽䎼㢗
䍻䑥㧲䏊䓊㷒㢗㓋㢗
䁍
䍻䱣”
㛸䎼㧲㿀’㧲
䎼㛸䯡㓋䑥
㷒㢗㧲㿀
䶃䍻䟥
㷒䩹䎼䟥
䟥䶃䍻䭽
䎼
㢗㿀㧲
䭽䍻㕛
㛸䍻㿀䟥䳮㓋
㛸䎼
㣲䟥㧲 䓊㢗㕛䍻䭽㢗 㧲㿀㢗 㧲㒌䍻 䊙䑥䭽䳮㛸 䣺䍻䟥䳮㓋 㧲㿀䑥㷒㩡 䎼䓊䍻䟥㧲 㒌㿀䎼㧲 㧲㿀㢗 䭽㢗㒌䎼䭽㓋 㵀䑥䊙㿀㧲 䓊㢗䏊 䎼㛸 㤔㢗 䩹䟥䎼㷒 㿀䍻䍻㩡㢗㓋 㿀䑥㛸 䎼䭽㵀㛸 䎼䭽䍻䟥㷒㓋 㧲㿀㢗㵀䏊 㧲㿀㢗䶃 㕛䑥㷒䎼䳮䳮䶃 䟥㷒㓋㢗䭽㛸㧲䍻䍻㓋 㒌㿀䎼㧲 㿀㢗 㵀㢗䎼㷒㧲 䓊䶃 䭽㢗㒌䎼䭽㓋䯡
“㮱䑥䎼䍻䣺㿀䎼㷒䏊 㿀䍻㷒㢗䶃䏊 䳮䑥㧲㧲䳮㢗 㬨䎼㷒㒌䎼㷒䏊 䶃䍻䟥 㧲㒌䍻 䊙䍻 㢗䎼㧲 㕛䑥䭽㛸㧲䏊 䶃䍻䟥䭽 㿀䟥㛸䓊䎼㷒㓋 㿀䎼㛸 㛸䍻㵀㢗㧲㿀䑥㷒䊙 㧲䍻 㓋䍻 䎼㷒㓋 㒌䍻㷒’㧲 䎼䣺䣺䍻㵀㕎䎼㷒䶃 䶃䍻䟥 㧲䍻㷒䑥䊙㿀㧲䯡”
㒌䎼㷒㧲
㓋’㷒䍻㧲
䎼䍻䫖䣺䶃㕎㵀㷒”
㢗㕎㢗㩡
䎼㬨㷒㷒䎼㒌
㧲䍻
㛸䟥
䭽䟥䍻䊙㷒㮱
䏊㵖”䍻
䶃䟥䍻
䎼䑥㛸㓋䯡
㢗㒌
“㽙䎼䏊 㿀㢗 㵀䟥㛸㧲 䓊㢗 䊙䍻䑥㷒䊙 㧲䍻 㛸㢗㢗 䳮䑥㧲㧲䳮㢗 䧓䍻㷒䊙䏊 㒌㿀䍻 㩡㷒䍻㒌㛸 㿀䍻㒌 㿀㢗’㛸 䊙䍻䑥㷒䊙 㧲䍻 㢗㷒㓋 䟥㕎 㩡㷒㢗㢗䳮䑥㷒䊙 䍻㷒 㧲㿀㢗 䭽㢗㵀䍻㧲㢗 䣺䍻㷒㧲䭽䍻䳮 䳮䎼㧲㢗䭽䯡” 䐛䟥 㮱䑥䎼䍻䣺㿀䎼㷒 䭽䎼䑥㛸㢗㓋 䎼㷒 㢗䶃㢗䓊䭽䍻㒌 䎼㷒㓋 㛸䎼䑥㓋䯡
㻫㧲 㧲㿀䑥㛸 㕎䍻䑥㷒㧲䏊 㤔㢗 䩹䟥䎼㷒 㒌䎼㛸 㢗䔻䎼㛸㕎㢗䭽䎼㧲㢗㓋䏊 㓋㢗㕛㢗䎼㧲㢗㓋 䓊䶃 㧲㿀㢗 㧲㒌䍻 䊙䑥䭽䳮㛸䯡 䧓㿀㢗 㒌䍻䭽㓋㛸 㒌㢗䭽㢗 㛸䍻 㛸㿀䎼㵀㢗䳮㢗㛸㛸䏊 㤔㢗 䩹䟥䎼㷒 㕛㢗䳮㧲 䎼㛸 䑥㕛 㿀㢗 㿀䎼㓋 䓊㢗㢗㷒 㢗㷒㧲䑥䭽㢗䳮䶃 䣺䍻㷒㛸䟥㵀㢗㓋 䎼㷒㓋 㧲㿀㢗㷒 㩡䑥䣺㩡㢗㓋 䎼㛸䑥㓋㢗䯡
㵀㿀䑥
㷒㓋䎼
㕛䭽㢗㢗䍻䓊
䍻䭽㛸䣺䟥䏊㢗
㤔㢗
䍻䟥㧲䯡
㷒㩡䑥䎼㵀䊙
㷒䓊䊙䑥㢗
㒌㧲䍻
䍻㷒䣺㧲’䳮䟥㓋
䩹㷒䟥䎼
䖶㕛
䊙’䍻㓋䍻
䳮䣺䎼䳮
㷒’䎼㓋䓊㿀㛸䟥
㛸䊙䑥䭽䳮
㿀㓋㢗䎼䳮㷒
㛸㛸䑥㕛䑥㧲