Pretending To Be A Boss

In her memory, Tang Xian was someone of the same kind as herself. She accepted such a brother partly because she felt that his way of thinking was similar to hers, a very rational person.

However, Tang Xian's tone was somewhat sad, like a child about to cry.

This was different from the Tang Xian she knew.

Zhong Xiuxiu stared blankly at Tang Xian.

She remembered that she had cried a few times in the past, but later such emotions gradually faded.

Suddenly, she felt very sad, that kind of congestion coming from deep within her chest.

Tang Xian hadn't expected to lose his composure like this.

Really strange. He was sure he was speaking in a very calm tone.

It was probably because he suddenly thought of Zhong Yao and Tang Wen, how the love they had for him should have been given to this girl.

It was probably because he thought of Yan Xiaoling, and those few people in his life who had gradually given him a soul.

Zhong Xiuxiu was like an incomplete version of himself.

Her emotions were even more faint than his.

God knows what she had been through all these years? Being in the world, dealing with other people, one is likely to experience all kinds of emotions.

He was so lucky to have met many lovely people.

But was his sister just as lucky?

With her temperament, did she hate it at Hua Science Academy as he did?

Was she bullied by others? Did she also think about following someone or having someone follow her?

Tang Xian shook his head, a bit agitated. He had deliberately avoided those more lyrical ways of sibling recognition.

Yet he was still taken aback by these sudden emotions.

But he quickly regained control of his emotions and looked like the always confident Tang Xian again.

"I've come this time to take you and Shang Lu away. There's a place better than this fortress waiting for you."

"Then will you come with us? I want to see you again, ...brother," Zhong Xiuxiu said softly.

"Of course, once I'm done with this busy period, my opponent will probably be greatly weakened. At that time, I'll come back, and we can share our pasts with each other."

"Good. I'm looking forward to it," Zhong Xiuxiu said.

Her expression was always blank, different from Li Xiaoyu's natural daze. Most of the time, she just didn't know what emotion to use to process her reactions.

Tang Xian was not a person swamped by emotions. After the initial touch of feeling passed, he quickly calmed down.

"Pack up your things. I'll tell you everything on the way. There will be no secrets."

"Are we leaving right now?"

"Yes. The weather outside is changing, it's somewhat related to me, and I need to take you to a safe place first."

Before long, Tang Xian led Zhong Xiuxiu and Shang Lu out of Hua Science Academy.

On the fourth-floor TV tower, scenes from the ninth layer of the holy city fortress continued to play.

The appearance of the Silver Judgment Knights, those new steles, and new building materials also carried the same sense of mystery as in the eighth layer.

Even though Tang Xian had known about all this a few days ago.

But a few days ago, he had not updated the timely intelligence of the holy city fortress.

At that time, the world fortress ranking still showed thirty-nine fortresses in the first place.

Now, he had provided the strongest fortress, the strongest lord.

The plans of the Order Keepers and Li Wanye were completely overturned due to Song Que and the holy city fortress.

It would soon be their turn to take action, and this round should be the one to decide the winner.