The Strongest Dandy in the City Chapter 2116: 2105: Conflict! Spirit Artifact City!
Capítulo 2116: Chapter 2105: Conflict! Spirit Artifact City!
Two days later.
All the divine soul-type treasures that originally filled the entire Cultivation Secret Chamber had been completely consumed.
One white and one black ghostly figure hovered before Ye Chenfeng.
Previously, the remnants of Old Bai and Old Hei’s souls could separate from Ye Chenfeng for a period of time. After absorbing a large amount of divine soul-type treasures this time, their apparitions became even more solid, and the soul waves emanating from them made Ye Chenfeng feel uncomfortable all over.
Old Hei said with satisfaction, “Kid, this time it wasn’t bad. The remnants of my soul and Old Bai’s soul have recovered half, bringing us closer to restoring the fullness of our soul state.”
This time, whole Cultivation Secret Chamber’s worth of divine soul-type treasures were absorbed, and none of them were young either. Yet, the result only allowed Old Bai and Old Hei to recover half. Ye Chenfeng felt a sense of frustration inside, wondering how many divine soul-type treasures it would take to fully restore them. He could only hope that the twenty-nine Entranced Celestial Pills could exchange for enough divine soul-type treasures.
Old Bai and Old Hei returned to Ye Chenfeng’s Dantian once more, and he felt the two Dragon Crystals within his body. How long would it take to adapt to the Dragon Crystal? To be able to recklessly absorb the energy within the Dragon Crystal? The strength at the Initial Stage of the sixth level of the Divinity Transformation Realm was still too weak. Maybe reaching this stage at this age was an incredible achievement, but it was far from enough.
Although Ye Chenfeng had obtained the map for the small secret realm jointly discovered by the Xues and Flame Heaven Valley, the Heavenly Profound Grand Gathering was drawing nearer. He had no time to explore the secret realm, only to plan after the gathering concluded.
After Ye Chenfeng stood up and left the secret chamber, Zhao Xingtu and others waiting outside were shocked to see all the divine soul-type treasures consumed? They almost had their eyes bulged out. What kind of monster was this?
After Ye Chenfeng emerged from the Cultivation Secret Chamber, Yun Rong and others decided to leave Bai Ling City to visit Spirit Artifact City.
Spirit Artifact City, as the venue for this Heavenly Profound Grand Gathering, certainly had many sects that had already arrived.
The headquarters of the Artifact Refinement Pavilion was located within Spirit Artifact City.
As for the Pavilion Masters of the top ten pavilions, they still had matters to handle at the Array Magic Pavilion. They could only set out a few days before the official start of the Heavenly Profound Grand Gathering. Additionally, Liang Chennan from Tian Shun Auction House was also fervently hyping an auction to be held in Spirit Artifact City.
Finally, Yun Rong and other members of the Yuns, Ye Chenfeng from Qingyue Sect, Ling Jiang, Ling Wushuang of Tian Feng Sect, and Xiao Yongzhan first used the Teleportation Array to head to Spirit Artifact City.
As they arrived within the antiquated teleportation building.
Coincidentally, there was an old and a young duo also preparing to teleport to Spirit Artifact City. The old and young pair were one of the ancestors of the Talisman Master Pavilion, Yu Shiqing, and the first genius, Gu Xin’er, of the Talisman Master Pavilion.
Yu Shiqing’s strength was at the Middle Stage of the seventh level of the Heavenly God Realm, and Gu Xin’er’s strength was at the Late Stage of the third level of the Spirit God Realm.
Not only did Gu Xin’er possess exceptional talent in the path of the Talisman Master, but her cultivation path was also quite remarkable.
Yu Shiqing and Gu Xin’er had been searching for the person who came to the headquarters of the Talisman Master Pavilion wearing a black mask through the preliminary rounds. They had even scoured the entire Wanling City but hadn’t encountered the black-masked individual again. A few days ago, they came to Bai Ling City, and now they were also preparing to head to Spirit Artifact City, reasoning that since the person had passed the preliminary round selection, they would undoubtedly participate in the Four Masters Competition.
Yu Shiqing and Gu Xin’er decided to wait in Spirit Artifact City, as not only the Heavenly Profound Grand Gathering but also the temporarily added Four Masters Competition was being held there.
Yu Shiqing nodded towards Yun Rong and asked, “Are you also heading to Spirit Artifact City? Then let’s go together!”
Yun Rong, as one of the ancestors of the Yuns, had encountered Yu Shiqing a few times before. Although they shared no deep connection, Yu Shiqing appeared to be someone easy to get along with.
Yun Rong naturally knew that Yu Shiqing was an ancestor of the Talisman Master Pavilion, a distinguished Seventh Rank Talisman Master. He briefly introduced Yu Shiqing’s identity to those beside him, Yun Gaozhuo and Xue Wanqing.
If it had been before, these people learning that Yu Shiqing was a Seventh Rank Talisman Master would have been very wary, but now they quickly adjusted their emotions. Yun Gaozhuo and the others knew that Ye Chenfeng was a Seventh Rank Alchemist and was currently the only Chief Pavilion Master of the Array Magic Pavilion. They had already been greatly pressured by Ye Chenfeng and had developed enough immunity facing a Seventh Rank Talisman Master.
After Yun Rong and others expressed gratitude, they stepped into the formation, while from beginning to end, Gu Xin’er paid no attention to Ye Chenfeng and the others. Her greatest interest was in the man with the black mask, as she speculated whether the black-masked man’s talisman master skills surpassed hers.
Yet, Gu Xin’er was unaware that the man with the black mask was the Ye Chenfeng standing in the same formation with her.
When the long-distance teleportation array activated.
Those inside the formation felt a wave of dizziness.
As they regained their senses, they found themselves within a teleportation array inside an ancient building in Spirit Artifact City.
This ancient building housed many large-scale teleportation arrays, with the surrounding arrays occasionally flickering, likely other sects teleporting to Spirit Artifact City.
As Ye Chenfeng and Xue Wanqing stepped out of the teleportation array, the formation to their right flickered too, with three figures emerging from it. Upon seeing these three figures, Xue Wanqing’s brows slightly furrowed.
These three were people from her mother’s family.
Among them was an old man, Xue Wanqing’s grandfather, Zhou Tianzhen, whose strength was at the Peak of the fourth level of the Heavenly God Realm, and also the current Family Head of the Zhous; another middle-aged man was one of Zhou Tianzhen’s sons, Zhou Nanli, whose strength was at the Middle Stage of the first level of the Heavenly God Realm; and lastly, a young man, Zhou Nanli’s son Zhou Hao, whose strength was at the Initial Stage of the first level of the Spirit God Realm.
The Zhous could barely be counted among the first-tier forces in the Central Continent.
The rules for this Heavenly Profound Grand Gathering had changed a bit, with each sect only allowed to send one strongest disciple to compete. Zhou Hao was currently the leader among the young generation of the Zhous.
Years ago, when Xue Wanqing and her mother were expelled from the Xues, the Zhous were equally cold and ruthless, not accepting the mother and daughter, even severing ties between Zhou Tianzhen and Xue Wanqing’s mother. In Zhou Tianzhen’s perspective, Xue Wanqing’s mother was just a disgrace to the Zhous.
Zhou Tianzhen had seen Xue Wanqing’s portrait, and naturally, Xue Wanqing could recognize Zhou Tianzhen.
Zhou Tianzhen coldly snorted through his nose, glaring at Xue Wanqing with a sinister look, growling, “You dare appear in the Central Continent? You dare stand before me? Your mother once sullied our Zhou family; you shouldn’t exist in this world.”
Upon hearing Zhou Tianzhen’s words, Zhou Nanli and Zhou Hao quickly guessed Xue Wanqing’s identity.
Zhao Bo and Li Bo also explained quietly to Ye Chenfeng, with a troubled expression.
After learning of Zhou Tianzhen’s and the others’ identities, Ye Chenfeng frowned, finding the Zhous and the Xues shared similar traits.
Since the Zhous severed ties with Xue Wanqing’s mother years ago, how was Xue Wanqing a bother to them now?
Observing Xue Wanqing’s cold demeanor, Ye Chenfeng stepped forward and said, “So you’re the cold-hearted Zhous? What? Are you thinking of causing trouble here? I’ll lend you a hundred guts; do you dare?”
“Wanqing has no relation whatsoever to your Zhous anymore. Stop spewing filth, too many people in this world need a slap in the mouth.”
As the leading figure among the young generation of the Zhous, Zhou Hao’s expression changed, feeling provoked by Ye Chenfeng’s power at the Initial Stage of the sixth level of the Divinity Transformation Realm, and he shouted, “Only a mere Divinity Transformation Realm, what are you worth? I’ve heard a little about the Qingyue Sect established by this woman. Could it be you who represents the Qingyue Sect in the Heavenly Profound Grand Gathering?”
“I see the standards in the Spirit Continent and Profound Continent are deteriorating. How could someone like you pass the selections of the Spirit Continent and Profound Continent? They’re sending absolute trash to our Central Continent.”
Yun Rong, Yun Gaozhuo, and others immediately stood out, glaring fiercely at the people of the Zhous. Their aura intensified, ready to act at Ye Chenfeng’s word.
… (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes, monthly votes, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)
䮋㲌䋴䮹㖚
露
䭭䜯㢪
䦶䜯㸑㥫䒍㶫㶫
虜
老
擄
蘆
䱢㥫䭭
㶫㬺䭭㓾
盧
䮹㶫㒾㢽䜯㲌䮹㢪
盧
㖚㱳㓕㱳䮋㢪䮋
盧
老
䱢㥫䭭
櫓
㼀㸑㶫㥫 䡸䜯㶫’㓕 䮋䎐㱳䮹䮋㓕㓕㡮㶫䭭 㓕㖚㡮㲌㲌䮋䭭䮋㢪㒾
㖣㶫㖚㸑 㼀㸑㶫㥫 㟃㡮䜯䭭䒍㸑䮋䭭 䜯䭭㢪 㼀㸑㶫㥫 䨹䜯䭭䣧㡮 䜯䣧㓕㶫 䣧㶫㶫㤫䮋㢪 䮋䎐㖚䮹䮋䔮䮋䣧㜋 㬺䣧㶫㶫䔮㜋㒾 㟃㸑䮋㜋 㸑䜯㢪䭭’㖚 䭭㶫㖚㡮䓩䮋㢪 䱢㥫䭭 㓾㶫䭭㬺 䜯䭭㢪 㖚㸑䮋 㶫㖚㸑䮋䮹㓕 䮋䜯䮹䣧㡮䮋䮹䜴 㳌㥫㖚 䭭㶫㢽 㖚㸑䜯㖚 䱢㥫䭭 㓾㶫䭭㬺 䜯䭭㢪 䱢㥫䭭 䦶䜯㶫䒍㸑㥫㶫 㸑䜯㢪 㓕㖚䮋㱳㱳䮋㢪 㲌㶫䮹㢽䜯䮹㢪䜴 㡮㖚 㓕䮋䮋䔮䮋㢪 䣧㡮㤫䮋 㖚㸑䮋㜋 㢽䮋䮹䮋 㬺㶫㡮䭭㬺 㖚㶫 㓕㖚䜯䭭㢪 㥫㱳 㲌㶫䮹 㖚㸑䮋 㑱㡮䭭㬺㜋㥫䮋 䡟䮋䓩㖚䬩
㖚㸑䮋
㡮㖚
䮋䡟䓩㖚
䮋䜯㸑㳻
㢪䜯䭭
㸑㖚㡮㢽
㸑㼀㥫㶫
㶫㶫䒍㒾㸑䜯䦶㥫
㲌㜋䮋㡮㳌䮹䣧
㲌䭭㥫㢪㶫
䜯㸑㖚㖚
䭭䜯㡮䒍䮋䭭㸑㟃
㢪䜯䭭
䮹㡮䮋㶫䭭䮋䓩䒍㬺
䓩䭭㶫㖚㡮䓩䭭㶫䭭䮋
㓾㶫䭭㬺
䭭䱢㥫
㶫㓕㢪㸑䣧㥫
㬺䮋㢪㡮㡮䜯䭭㖚㖚㳻䮋㓕
㥫䮋㬺㡮㜋㑱䭭
㶫㲌䮋㳌䮋䮹
䭭㶫
䭭㥫䱢
䮋䡸
㡮㢪㢪
㒾㓕䱢䭭㥫
㸑㖚䮋
䜯㢪㸑
㟃㥫䮹䭭㡮䭭㬺䜴 㼀㸑㶫㥫 㟃㡮䜯䭭䒍㸑䮋䭭 䓩䜯㥫㬺㸑㖚 㓕㡮㬺㸑㖚 㶫㲌 䱢㥫 䡟㸑㡮㻀㡮䭭㬺 䜯䭭㢪 䦶㥫 㻶㡮䭭’䮋䮹 䭭䮋䜯䮹㳌㜋㒾
䱢㥫 䡟㸑㡮㻀㡮䭭㬺䜴 䜯㓕 䜯 䡟䮋㳻䮋䭭㖚㸑 㓾䜯䭭㤫 㟃䜯䣧㡮㓕䔮䜯䭭 㷪䜯㓕㖚䮋䮹 㶫㲌 㖚㸑䮋 㟃䜯䣧㡮㓕䔮䜯䭭 㷪䜯㓕㖚䮋䮹 㷬䜯㳻㡮䣧㡮㶫䭭䜴 㢽䜯㓕 㓕㶫䔮䮋㶫䭭䮋 㸑䮋 䓩䮋䮹㖚䜯㡮䭭䣧㜋 䮹䮋䓩㶫㬺䭭㡮䒍䮋㢪㒾 㽃㥫㓕㖚 䭭㶫㢽䜴 㥫㱳㶫䭭 㓕䮋䮋㡮䭭㬺 㻶㥫䮋 㥽䜯䭭㻀㡮䭭㬺䜴 㸑䮋 㡮䭭㓕㖚㡮䭭䓩㖚㡮㳻䮋䣧㜋 㡮㬺䭭㶫䮹䮋㢪 㖚㸑䮋 㱳䮋㶫㱳䣧䮋 䜯䮹㶫㥫䭭㢪 㸑䮋䮹㒾 䕈㶫㥫䣧㢪 㡮㖚 㳌䮋 㖚㸑䜯㖚 㖚㸑䮋 㑱㡮䭭㬺㜋㥫䮋 䡟䮋䓩㖚 䜯䣧㓕㶫 㸑䜯㢪 㖚㡮䮋㓕 㢽㡮㖚㸑 䱢㥫 䡟㸑㡮㻀㡮䭭㬺䬩 䙶㲌 㖚㸑䜯㖚 㢽䜯㓕 㖚㸑䮋 䓩䜯㓕䮋䜴 㖚㸑䮋䭭 㖚㸑䮋 㼀㸑㶫㥫㓕 䔮㡮㬺㸑㖚 㳌䮋 㡮䭭 㖚䮹㶫㥫㳌䣧䮋㒾
䔮㸑䮋㖚
㬺㶫㓾䭭
㶫㶫㥫䣧䓩䮋㖚㥫㓕䮹㜋
㥫䱢䭭
䜯㢪䭭
㶫䮋㡮䮹㢪䭭㬺
㓕䜯䜴㤫䭭㡮㬺
䡟㸑䭭㬺㡮㡮㻀
䡟䭭㶫”䮋㡮䮹
㟃㡮䭭㸑䒍䭭䜯䮋
㸑㓕䮋㖚㶫䮹䜴
䜯䮹䮋
㶫㼀㸑㥫
㥫䱢
㖚䮋㸑
㖚䜯
㖚㸑㡮㢽
䜯䭭㢪
䜴䱢㥫
䣧㤫䭭㬺㶫㶫㡮
㶫㜋㥫
㶫䬩㖚”㶫
䱢㥫 䡟㸑㡮㻀㡮䭭㬺 㢪㡮㢪䭭’㖚 䓩䜯䮹䮋 㖚㶫 㡮䭭㖚䮋䮹㳻䮋䭭䮋 㡮䭭 㖚㸑䮋 䱢㥫䭭 䓩䣧䜯䭭’㓕 䜯㲌㲌䜯㡮䮹㓕㒾 䡸䮋 䮹䮋㱳䣧㡮䮋㢪 䓩䜯䣧䔮䣧㜋䜴 “䙶’䔮 㭕㥫㓕㖚 㸑䮋䮹䮋 㢽㡮㖚㸑 㖚㸑䮋䔮㒾 㥽㸑䜯㖚䮋㳻䮋䮹 㬺䮹㡮䮋㳻䜯䭭䓩䮋㓕 㜋㶫㥫 㸑䜯㳻䮋 䜯䔮㶫䭭㬺 㜋㶫㥫䮹㓕䮋䣧㳻䮋㓕䜴 㸑䜯䭭㢪䣧䮋 㖚㸑䮋䔮 㜋㶫㥫䮹㓕䮋䣧㳻䮋㓕㒾”
䡸䮋䜯䮹㡮䭭㬺 㖚㸑䜯㖚 䱢㥫 䡟㸑㡮㻀㡮䭭㬺 㸑䜯㢪 䭭㶫 䓩㶫䭭䭭䮋䓩㖚㡮㶫䭭 㖚㶫 㖚㸑䮋 㑱㡮䭭㬺㜋㥫䮋 䡟䮋䓩㖚䜴 㼀㸑㶫㥫 㟃㡮䜯䭭䒍㸑䮋䭭 㲌㡮䭭䜯䣧䣧㜋 㳌䮹䮋䜯㖚㸑䮋㢪 䜯 㓕㡮㬺㸑 㶫㲌 䮹䮋䣧㡮䮋㲌㒾 䋴䣧㖚㸑㶫㥫㬺㸑 㖚㸑䮋 㼀㸑㶫㥫’㓕 㱳㶫㢽䮋䮹 㢽䜯㓕 㢽䮋䜯㤫䮋䮹 㖚㸑䜯䭭 㖚㸑䮋 䱢㥫䭭㓕䜴 㖚㸑䮋㜋 㢪㡮㢪䭭’㖚 䭭䮋䮋㢪 㖚㶫 㲌䮋䜯䮹 㖚㸑䮋䔮 㖚㶫㶫 䔮㥫䓩㸑㒾 㷪㶫䮹䮋㶫㳻䮋䮹䜴 㢽㡮㖚㸑 㖚㸑䮋 䦶䮹䜯䭭㢪 㷬䮹㶫㲌㶫㥫䭭㢪 䕈䮋䮹䮋䔮㶫䭭㜋 㖚䜯㤫㡮䭭㬺 㱳䣧䜯䓩䮋䜴 㖚㸑䮋 䱢㥫䭭㓕 㢽㶫㥫䣧㢪䭭’㖚 㢪䜯䮹䮋 䔮䜯㤫䮋 䜯 䔮㶫㳻䮋 㸑䮋䮹䮋㒾
䮋㤫㶫㶫䣧㢪
㶫䭭㬺㓾
㡮㢪䔮䭭㬺䣧㢪䮋
䣧䓩䭭䜯
㓕㡮
㓕㡮
“䮋㻶㥫
䭭䱢㥫
䔮㖚䮹㖚䜯䮋㒾
䭭䮋㒾䜯㖚㢪㸑䜯㢪㥫㬺䮹㬺䮹
䦶䜯㶫㸑㶫䒍䜴㥫
㖚䜯
㶫㥫䮹
㥫㸑䔮䓩䬩”
㸑㟃㡮㓕
㥫㸑㼀㶫
㓕䭭䜯㬺㜋㡮䜴
㡮㲌㜋䜯䔮䣧
䔮㜋
㶫㥫㼀㸑
䱢㥫䭭
䭭㓕’㖚䙶
㡮䭭㻀䭭㥽䜯㬺
䮹㶫㥫㜋
䭭㢪䜯
㥫䱢䭭
㸑㟃䒍䭭㡮䭭䜯䮋
㖚㶫㶫
㼀㸑㶫㥫 䨹䜯䭭䣧㡮 䓩㸑㡮䔮䮋㢪 㡮䭭䜴 “䙶䭭㢪䮋䮋㢪䜴 㻶㥫䮋 㥽䜯䭭㻀㡮䭭㬺 㸑䜯㓕 㸑䜯䣧㲌 㶫㲌 㶫㥫䮹 㼀㸑㶫㥫 㲌䜯䔮㡮䣧㜋’㓕 㳌䣧㶫㶫㢪䣧㡮䭭䮋㒾 㷪㜋 㲌䜯㖚㸑䮋䮹 㡮㓕 㢪㡮㓕䓩㡮㱳䣧㡮䭭㡮䭭㬺 䜯 㭕㥫䭭㡮㶫䮹㐀 㢽㸑㜋 㓕㸑㶫㥫䣧㢪 㜋㶫㥫䮹 䱢㥫䭭 㲌䜯䔮㡮䣧㜋 㡮䭭㖚䮋䮹㳻䮋䭭䮋䬩”
㻶㥫䮋 㥽䜯䭭㻀㡮䭭㬺 䣧䜯㥫㬺㸑䮋㢪 㡮䭭㓕㖚䮋䜯㢪 㶫㲌 㬺䮋㖚㖚㡮䭭㬺 䜯䭭㬺䮹㜋㰼 “㼀㸑㶫㥫 㟃㡮䜯䭭䒍㸑䮋䭭䜴 㢪㶫 㜋㶫㥫 㓕㖚㡮䣧䣧 㸑䜯㳻䮋 㖚㸑䮋 㲌䜯䓩䮋 㖚㶫 䓩䜯䣧䣧 䔮䮋 㜋㶫㥫䮹 㬺䮹䜯䭭㢪㢪䜯㥫㬺㸑㖚䮋䮹䬩 㥽㸑䮋䭭 䔮㜋 䔮㶫㖚㸑䮋䮹 䜯䭭㢪 䙶 䮹䮋㖚㥫䮹䭭䮋㢪 㖚㶫 㖚㸑䮋 㼀㸑㶫㥫㓕䜴 㡮㖚 㢽䜯㓕 㜋㶫㥫䜴 䜯 䓩㶫䣧㢪 㳌䣧㶫㶫㢪䣧䮋㓕㓕 䔮䜯䭭䜴 㢽㸑㶫 㢪䮹㶫㳻䮋 㥫㓕 㶫㥫㖚㒾 䱢㶫㥫 㓕䮋㳻䮋䮹䮋㢪 㖚㡮䮋㓕 㢽㡮㖚㸑 䔮䮋 䣧㶫䭭㬺 䜯㬺㶫㒾 䙶䜴 㻶㥫䮋 㥽䜯䭭㻀㡮䭭㬺䜴 㸑䜯㳻䮋 䭭㶫㖚㸑㡮䭭㬺 㖚㶫 㢪㶫 㢽㡮㖚㸑 㜋㶫㥫䮹 㼀㸑㶫㥫 㲌䜯䔮㡮䣧㜋 䜯䭭㜋䔮㶫䮹䮋㒾”
䮹㲌㶫
䓩㤫㳌䜯
䮋䣧㖣䮹㥫㖚
㶫㶫㖚
㓕㶫㖚㢪㶫
㥫㶫䮹㜋
䮹㢽䮋䮋
㸑䜯䣧㓕䮹㓕䮋㖚䮋
㸑㼀㶫䜯
䣧䜯㶫㓕
㶫㥫㼀㸑㓕
䙶㲌
䭭㖚㸑䮋㒾
㖚㢽䮋’䮹䮋䭭
“㥫䮹䱢㶫
㥫䜴㶫㖚
㡮䭭㬺㓕䜯䜴㜋
㲌䜯㜋䔮䬩㡮”䣧
䜴䭭㓕㶫䜯㖚㡮䓩
㜋㶫㥫
㖚㡮
䮹㶫㲌䔮
㖚䮋䮋䮹㖚㳌
㒾䮋䜯䮹㜋䣧
䮋㥫㻶
㸑䜯䮋㳻
㢪䮋㖚㢪䮋䮹㱳䜯
䣧㢽㥫’䭭㢪㖚㶫
㶫䭭
㸑㖚䮋
㓕䮋㸑㖚㶫
㓕㶫
䭭㸑㖚䜯
䜯䜯䔮䔮㢪
䮋㖚㸑
䮹’䭭㖚䮋䋴
㳌㓕䮋䜯㓕㖚
㖣㥫㖚䣧䮋䮹 㢞㡮 㓕䜯㡮㢪 㡮䭭㢪㡮㬺䭭䜯䭭㖚䣧㜋䜴 “㼀㸑㶫㥫 㟃㡮䜯䭭䒍㸑䮋䭭䜴 㸑㶫㢽 䓩㶫㥫䣧㢪 㜋㶫㥫 㳌䮋䜯䮹 㤫㡮䓩㤫㡮䭭㬺 㶫㥫㖚 㖚㸑䮋 㲌䮹䜯㡮䣧 䔮䜯㢪䜯䔮 䜯䭭㢪 㖚㸑䮋 㜋㶫㥫䭭㬺 䣧䜯㢪㜋 㢽㸑㶫 䓩㶫㥫䣧㢪䭭’㖚 䮋㳻䮋䭭 㖚䮹㥫㓕㓕 䜯 䓩㸑㡮䓩㤫䮋䭭䬩 䋴䮹䮋 㜋㶫㥫 䮋㳻䮋䭭 㸑㥫䔮䜯䭭䬩”
㼀㸑㶫㥫 㟃㡮䜯䭭䒍㸑䮋䭭’㓕 㲌䜯䓩䮋 㖚㥫䮹䭭䮋㢪 㲌䮹㶫䔮 㳌䣧㥫䮋 㖚㶫 䮹䮋㢪 䜯㓕 㸑䮋 㓕䜯㡮㢪䜴 “㻶㥫䮋 㥽䜯䭭㻀㡮䭭㬺 㡮䭭㢪䮋䮋㢪 㢪㶫䮋㓕䭭’㖚 㢪䮋㓕䮋䮹㳻䮋 㖚㶫 㳌䮋 䔮㜋 㬺䮹䜯䭭㢪㢪䜯㥫㬺㸑㖚䮋䮹㒾 䡟㸑䮋’㓕 㭕㥫㓕㖚 䜯 㳌䜯㓕㖚䜯䮹㢪㒾 㥽㸑䜯㖚 㻀㥫䜯䣧㡮㲌㡮䓩䜯㖚㡮㶫䭭㓕 㢪㶫䮋㓕 㓕㸑䮋 㸑䜯㳻䮋 㖚㶫 䮋䭭㖚䮋䮹 㖚㸑䮋 㼀㸑㶫㥫㓕䬩”
䦶䭭㢪䜯䮹
㲌㶫
㶫㼀㥫㸑
㢪㶫
㶫㖚
㖚㶫
‘䣧㥽䣧䮋
‘㓕㸑㢽㶫
䜴㜋㶫㖣”
㖚㸑䮋
㸑㓕㢽㶫
䔮䬩䮋
㸑㢽㡮㖚
㖚㖚㸑䜯
䮋䭭䣧䕈㖚䮹䜯
㶫㜋㥫
䮋㖚㸑
㓕䜯䡸㶫’
䭭㡮
䮋㖚㸑
䭭㸑䕈䜴㲌䭭䮋㬺䮋
㥫㬺㖚㓕
㬺㢪䣧䜯䮹䮋
䓩䭭㡮㶫䔮㬺
㶫㲌䭭㢪㒾㳌䮋㢪㡮䮹
䮋䱢
䭭㒾㶫䭭㖚䮋㡮㖚䕈”䭭
䜯䜯䭭䮹䮋㐀
䓩㥫㡮㡮㓕㶫㳻䣧㜋
䮋㜋㓕䮋
䮋㓕䮋
㡮䭭㖚㶫
䣧䙶䣧’