Lord of the night.

Chapter 1296 What level are you? [Additional chapter for the leader of the crazy and quiet soul in the field! ]

Sun Wutian stroked his chin, thinking, his eyes sparkling, looking Fang Che up and down, and said: "Sure enough, only a natural born devil can come up with such a tormenting idea, I can't do it. So, if I use this method on you in the future, your progress will actually be much faster than it is now, right?"

Fang Che was stunned, and said bitterly: "Grandmaster, I feel that the current progress is already flying... Grandmaster, there is no need to be like this..."

Sun Wutian said solemnly: "But you can fly faster..."

Then he suddenly grabbed Fang Che's neck, lifted him up, threw him to the ground, and kicked him multiple times: "Why didn't you tell me such a good idea earlier!"

Fang Che wanted to cry but had no tears: "Disciple...disciple is afraid that the master will be tired..."

bang bang bang...

"I think you're just afraid that you'll tire yourself out!"

Sun Wutan cursed loudly.

"Tell me the truth!"

"Disciple... I am used to seeing Jing Shuanggao and Qiu Yunshang like this, and I really don't want to..."

Fang Che complained: "Besides, I am now the leader of the Life and Death Squad... Grandmaster, please give me some face...right?"

"You have a shit face in front of me!"

Sun Wutian was furious: "You really knew it a long time ago! You really didn't reveal it on purpose!"

Beat him up again.

This time the blow was particularly severe.

Fang Che held his head and got beaten while sighing in his heart: Jing Shuanggao, Qiu Yunshang, I am going to be beaten to death today for you two!

If you two can't move forward...how can you be worthy of all my efforts?
While Fang Che was taking a rest after being beaten...

Fang Che finally saw the news about Feng Yun. When he discussed it with Sun Wutian, Sun Wutian said arrogantly: "Tell him to wait! We haven't finished our work here yet, so how can his business be so important? You've spoiled him! Is it a big deal to be named Feng?!"

Fang Che had no choice but to reply to Feng Yun: "The Grandmaster won't let us go."

Feng Yun was so angry that he fell backwards. He immediately sent a message to Sun Wutian: "Chief Protector, I urgently need the help of Ye Mo. Please let him come over."

"Night Demon can't go! I am useful!" Sun Wutan refused.

Feng Yun was furious. He had been under great pressure these days because of his luck. He finally thought of a way to break the impasse, but Sun Wutian refused to let him go. He said in anger, "Chief Protector, this involves a major matter of the sect! Please consider the overall situation!"

"I don't care about your ancestors! Who the hell are you trying to suppress with your sect?!"

This sentence aroused Sun Wutan's rage. Damn it, I have suffered all these years because I failed to consider the overall situation!
Today, a junior like you actually uses this to pressure me!
Sun Wutian yelled, "You bastard! Who are you asking for help? The whole world should revolve around you, Feng Yun! Do you understand the hierarchy? Don't even mention that Ye Mo is not free, even if he is free, I won't let him go!"

"Damn it! Who are you? What class are you!"

Sun Wutan cursed loudly and unilaterally cut off the communication!

"Oh my god! What the hell! Damn old bastard!"

Feng Yun put down the communication jade and started to curse angrily: "You should just lie down in the Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits and continue to rot! You're a disaster if you come out! What the hell is this!"

Feng Yun cursed the heavens and the earth so hard that his entire body was shaking with anger.

His handsome face turned blue with unprecedented anger.

Later, the more I thought about it, the more I felt like I was going to collapse. I didn't care about the worry that 'Deputy Chief Leader Yan would think that I was incompetent and only knew how to complain'. I grabbed the communication jade and started to complain to Yan Nan.

“I can’t do this job anymore!”

He sent out a complaint with a huge amount of resentment.

This was the first time in Feng Yun’s life that he complained to the top management.

I really can't bear it anymore.

"General Sun is going too far!"

"I killed more than 10,000 masters I brought here in one go! Their blood was spilled on the ground in vain!"

"He was unwilling to let Night Demon come over and held him hostage!"

"Ning Zaifei is on his way, the Night Demon won't let us go!"

"If Ning Zaifei attacks using the Night Demon's appearance, won't it be exposed?"

"If we don't take action, it would be like sending Ning Zaifei thousands of miles over to sleep here?"

"I need people but no one is here, and the people I have are killed. I need to attract more people to rearrange the place, and he won't let me help even if I ask Night Demon to come!"

"He even scolded me!"

Feng Yun's grievances burst out like a tide, shocking Yan Nan.

Feng Yun has always been calm and elegant, and has always been graceful and composed; no matter whether he was previously thinking about the Feng family or later began to consider the overall interests of the sect, Feng Yun has never lost his composure.

Even during the transformation process, it was calm and smooth, and I changed it by doing my own ideological work.

He had never been so resentful before. But after listening to Feng Yun's complaints, Yan Nan felt that Feng Yun's outburst was not unreasonable.

On one hand, the headquarters is under tremendous pressure from the mission of "only success is allowed, no failure is allowed", and on the other hand, an old devil with great cultivation is doing his best to cause trouble...

It’s no wonder Feng Yun collapsed.

Because this wave of blood spirit awakening really involves the issue of the high-level combat power of the Only Orthodox Church, and it is also the most important task that Feng Yun has carried out since he carried out so many tasks!
For this, Feng Yun paid too much!

Every arrangement was done with full effort.

It can be said that he had exhausted all his energy to the extreme. But at this critical juncture, he encountered Sun Wutian, a troublemaker.

And you can't afford to offend him.

"Don't be impatient."

Yan Nan replied to Feng Yun: "As a leader of the young generation, how can you be so intolerant of grievances? The task must be done, but there is no need to rush. The task that can be completed in the end is the goal. Otherwise, no matter how fast you move or how well you plan, it is a failure if you fail to accomplish it. You must remember this."

"Yes."

Feng Yun had vented his anger, so he felt a little embarrassed and said with a red face: "My grandson has lost his composure, please scold me, Yan Zu."

Yan Nan sighed: "You have done very well, but you are still a little too impatient. You always want to make everything perfect as soon as possible under your control. I tell you today that this is definitely not your strength."

"You have to accept any imperfections and any twists and turns caused by unexpected events. You have to know that no plan in this world is perfect, including Dongfang Sansan's plan."

"From ancient times to the present, who among all the great men does not like the feeling of being in control of the world and dancing with the wind and clouds alone? Making everyone in the world do things according to your own arrangements, and even controlling everyone's thoughts to think in the way you want them to think? Feng Yun, today I tell you: this is a disease!"

"This is a common problem among all high-level officials from ancient times to the present!"

"They think they can do it, but from ancient times to the present, all the senior executives who have this kind of thinking have fallen because of this kind of thinking. Because, if you want to do something, it is impossible to be perfect! It will never be possible!"

"If you pursue perfection in everything, you will eventually doubt yourself under various unexpected blows. Dongfang Sansan is a super expert who uses this to create any unexpected situation. He has used this to undermine the confidence of the leaders of our Solitary Orthodoxy more than a thousand times. There are several people who have lost all their confidence and dare not lead troops anymore. You have to pay attention to this."

Yan Nan's words were absolutely spoken from the bottom of his heart and were based on his experience.

Because he himself suffers such losses time and time again.

Every time you feel that 'everything is under my control', something unexpected happens at the moment when nothing should go wrong.

And once it’s out, it can’t be made up!
The heart-wrenching pain at that moment was Yan Nan's numerous experiences. And after countless such blows from Dongfang Sansan, he slowly began to accept imperfection.

Until now I firmly believe that imperfection is the truth.

Perfection, just by chance.

Rather than necessarily.

“Give up your perfect mentality, give up your impatience, use a calm state of mind that can accept imperfect success, arrange everything smoothly, and calmly accept the success or failure of your task. This is a lesson you urgently need to make up from now on.”

Yan Nan taught: "This is very important!"

"The blood spirit has awakened, so what if the mission takes a little longer? We have plenty of time. Why must we do it within these few days? You know, as long as the blood is spilled on that land, it will not be wasted. If it is spilled once, it is a success. But if it is spilled ten times, does it mean it is a failure?"

Yan Nan said: "Do you understand?"

A feeling of admiration rose in Feng Yun's heart.

Although they were thousands of miles apart and Yan Nan couldn't see, he still stood up respectfully and bowed his head to reply: "Grandson, I will teach you!"

Yan Nan smiled and said, "I was just like you back then, pursuing perfection in everything. But in the end, I was hit again and again by Dongfang Sansan, and again and again... my confidence was completely gone. Gradually, I learned to accept imperfection. I hope you don't have that experience where the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."

"Yes!"

"Go."

Yan Nan, who had comforted Feng Yun, began to get angry himself.

Because the old bastard Sun Wutian was out of control once he went out, Feng Yun came to complain, but... if he reprimanded Sun Wutian right now, it would be like selling out Feng Yun immediately...

If Sun Wutan felt resentful and thought that Feng Yun was the one who complained and caused him to be scolded, Feng Yun would have a hard time in the future.

Yan Nan knew that Sun Wutan held a grudge.

So at this point, we have to leave room for Feng Yun.

"I am the deputy chief leader and I am so frustrated! Everyone has to come to me to wipe their butt! But I can't wipe it hard!"

Yannan was extremely depressed.

"Where are you?"

I sent a message to Yan Suiyun, but he didn’t reply.

In Yan Suiyun's opinion, are you, Old Deng, sick? Where else can I go except the Yan Family Manor?
I actually asked a question specifically...

Yan Nan went back with a gloomy face, had a big quarrel with Yan Suiyun, and then ordered: "How is the matter of Tianxia Escort Agency going? There has been no progress for so long! You are too doting on your son-in-law! Hurry up and urge him to work!"

Yan Suiyun said proudly: "Dad, speaking of my son-in-law, I have to tell you that you are the only one who believes in the orthodox religion, and this time you have found a treasure."

(End of this chapter)