Collapse Iron: What does it mean to broaden the fate of four people in one sentence?

Yun Li remained silent for a long while.

Why does this evaluation seem different from what Grandpa said?

Her grandfather often remarked that Yingxing was an arrogant and unruly genius who reminded him of his younger self.

But unexpectedly, in this person's impression, he was a quiet, bookish person?

Yun Li imagined the scene.

A bookworm, reading a book while a smug smile played on his lips, silently hammered away at the iron...

The image was so vivid that she shivered, picked up her cup, took a sip of tea, and calmed herself.

Bai Heng did not notice Yun Li's unusual behavior.

She picked up her chopsticks again, took a piece of braised pork, put it in her mouth, chewed it twice, and squinted her eyes.

"I wonder what the little lion has become now."

She mumbled something indistinctly, her tail swaying gently behind her.

"You can visit the General at the Shence Mansion later. I believe the General will be very happy to see you again."

Lin Si replied.

Bai Heng nodded, his fox ears twitching slightly.

She looked down at the chopsticks in her hand for a while, then looked up at Lin Si, and then, as if she suddenly remembered something important, her gaze fell on Bai Lu, and then looked at the Holy Cup placed beside her.

"By the way! Did you report to the Ten Kings' Division before summoning me?"

Everyone was taken aback and looked at each other in surprise.

Su Chang's mouth was agape, Yun Li's hand holding the teacup was suspended in mid-air, Yan Qing's chopsticks paused for a moment, and then everyone's eyes turned to Lin Si.

Lin Si's lips twitched, she put down her chopsticks and cleared her throat.

"Don't worry, I've already spoken to the general. However, we still need you to come with us to the Ten Kings' Office to report later."

He paused, then added,

"The procedures still need to be followed."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"That scared me to death."

Su Chang patted her chest.

Yun Li continued drinking her tea, and Yan Qing continued eating.

Bai Heng glanced around at everyone's expressions, then looked at Lin Si with surprise.

"That's good! By the way, who are our opponents in the Holy Grail War?"

She looked around at everyone, her eyes gleaming with a hint of eager anticipation, just like when she was piloting her starship through the starry sky back then.

Lin Si looked at everyone. Because of the Holy Grail, the summoned Servants all knew what they were going to experience.

However, the Holy Grail is already in his hands, and it's still uncertain whether it can grant his wish.

He carefully considered his words.

"Senior Bai Heng, for some reasons, the Holy Grail War doesn't have to be fought. However, it's possible that some Servants might want to use the Holy Grail to fulfill their wishes, but as for Masters..."

He pointed to the crowd.

"It's all of you here. You don't need to worry too much about the combat. Just treat it as a game and enjoy the world as it is now."

Upon hearing this, Bai Heng thought for a moment and gently twitched his fox ears.

She looked down at Bai Lu, who was looking up at her, her lips still smeared with oil.

Bai Heng smiled and reached out to wipe the corner of Bai Lu's mouth.

"Enjoy life? Sure!"

Her tone was light and cheerful, as if she were agreeing to a spring outing.

The group continued eating at Zhiwei Shengyuan, and Lin Si took the opportunity to explain the 'mechanism' of the Holy Grail War and the 'mechanism' of the Heroic Spirits.

Everyone nodded as they ate.

After the meal, most of the dishes on the table had been cleared away, leaving only a few small dishes and a pot of tea.

Bai Heng stood up, stretched his shoulders, and heard a few cracking sounds from his bones.

"Let's go for a walk. It's been a long time since we strolled along Xuanye Avenue."

Her tone was impatient, and her fox ears stood straight up on her head.

The group left Zhiwei Shengyuan.

The night on Xuanye Avenue is even more lively than during the day, brightly lit, with pedestrians thronging the streets, and the lights at the shop entrances swaying gently in the night.

Bai Heng held Bai Lu in her arms, and Bai Lu didn't struggle. She obediently leaned on her shoulder, her little hands holding the collar of her pilot's uniform.

"Over there! I want that one!"

Bai Lu pointed to a roadside stall selling trinkets, her voice crisp and bright.

Bai Heng walked over with a smile, took a plush fox from the stall owner, and waved it in front of Bai Lu.

Doesn't this look like us?

Bai Lu looked at the fox, then at Bai Heng, and nodded seriously.

"Looks like you! But not as pretty as you!"

Bai Heng paused for a moment, then laughed, a very happy laugh, his tail wagging even more enthusiastically.

Su Chang followed behind, watching Bai Heng and Bai Lu's backs, and suddenly turned to ask Lin Si.

"Lin Si, can we also summon the spirits of heroes?"

Her eyes were full of expectation.

Upon hearing this, Yun Li also looked at Lin Si, and Yan Qing also slowed down, turning his gaze away from Bai Heng and onto Lin Si's face.

Qingque didn't say anything, but her ears perked up, and she slowed her pace, falling half a step behind so she could hear Lin Si's words clearly.

Lin Si nodded.

“Okay. But let’s go back to the Shence Mansion first, and then go to the Ten Kings’ Office together to make the summons. That way we won’t have to make another trip to report.”

Chapter 155 Little Lion, Why Are You Still the Same as Before?

The study in the Shence Mansion was brightly lit.

Jingyuan stood by the window, still holding his phone, the screen displaying that photo.

Bai Heng smiled down at Bai Lu, who looked up at him, with the lights of Xuanye Avenue behind them. His finger hovered over the screen for a moment, then turned it off and placed the phone on the table.

He paced back and forth in the room.

He walked back and forth a few times, then stopped, stood in front of the full-length mirror, and looked at himself in the mirror.

The general's robes were impeccably tailored, his belt was neatly fastened, and his hair—he reached out and touched his hair, which was still as thick as before.

He turned to the side to look at himself, then turned right back to look at himself from the front.

He then walked to the table, picked up the teacup, and took a sip. The tea had gone cold, but he didn't mind.

I put down my teacup, picked up my phone, swiped the screen, and opened the photo Lin Si had sent.

I looked at it, then put it down.

He stood up again, walked to the window, walked back, and sat down again.

"Oh dear, what am I doing?"

It took him a long time to realize what he was doing.

He sighed and sat back down in his chair.

He believed that Lin Si would not resort to any unethical means to desecrate the deceased, but wasn't this a bit too outrageous and coincidental?

If there had been a way to make Bai Heng reappear in the world for a short period of time after his death, Danfeng and Yingxing would never have tried that 'Dragon Transformation Technique' again.

Furthermore, his master, Jingliu.....

Others might not see anything, but he can.

Because Jingliu was the leader of the Luofu Sword Sect and one of the Five Cloud Swordsmen, she had to personally judge Danfeng and Yingxing, and then personally slay the "Evil Dragon" made of Baiheng's flesh and blood.

Jingliu, already grieving over Baiheng's passing, was now old and had experienced all these events, making it difficult for him not to fall into demonic possession.

"Lord Changle, if you want to see some fun, go find Xiaolinzi. Why are you looking for me?"

He sighed, leaned back in his chair, and tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest twice.

He couldn't figure it out even after thinking for a long time: why would Chang Letianjun have his eye on him?

After all, it was a treasure bestowed by Chang Letianjun, and it was quite a coincidence that Bai Heng appeared briefly in the world.

What else could it be but Chang Letianjun wanting to have some fun?

He looked out the window, unsure how to face Bai Heng.

After all these years, he was no longer the boy he once was, and he had experienced so much.

If Bai Heng asks about the other three, how should he explain?

Is it said that Danfeng instigated the Drinking Moon Rebellion?

Is it said that Yingxing has become an immortal evil spirit?

Is it said that Jingliu fell into demonic possession, betrayed the alliance, and slaughtered his comrades?

"Ugh--"

He sighed again.

At this time, the Immortal Ship was already facing internal and external troubles, and now it was about to face Bai Heng.

He has held the position of general for eight hundred years, and has never felt such pressure before.

A holographic projection unfolded in the room.

Fu Xuan's figure emerged from the light and shadow, holding a document in his hand, his expression serious.

"General, the array formations at the Construction Bureau's Jianmu Department are complete. However, I believe we should still set up a few more arrays in the Scale Abyss to strengthen the Jianmu tree's root system..."

She spoke quickly, tapping the air a few times as she spoke, and several array diagrams unfolded in the projection.

But as she spoke, she noticed that the general's expression was a little off; his brows were slightly furrowed.

"General, what's wrong?"

Jing Yuan waved his hand and adjusted his expression.

"No problem."

He paused, then his tone returned to its usual calm.

"Fu Qing, you can go directly to Lin Yuan Realm. I have already made arrangements."

Fu Xuan nodded, his gaze lingering on Jing Yuan's face for a moment.

She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but then swallowed it back.

Then she began to talk about the details of the array, explaining each one in great detail, from the energy supply to the coverage area of ​​the array, from the location of the nodes to possible accidents.

Jing Yuan responded to each question calmly and slowly.

Fu Xuan seemed intent on prolonging the conversation, so he chatted with Jing Yuan for a long time, from formations to Jianmu, from Jianmu to Dragon Master, and from Dragon Master to the history of the Chiming Clan...

Fu Xuan left in a huff once again, only after Jing Yuan returned to his usual "smiling" demeanor as the Shence General.

After all, every time Jingyuan was in this state, she would "provoke" Fu Xuan into getting angry, and then she would angrily turn off the projector.

The same thing happened this time.

After she finished saying "General, take care of yourself," the projection stopped.

Jingyuan smiled and shook his head, then stood up and looked out the window.