"Trash!"

Gu Changge was about to leave with Liu Qingqing.

Li Si, who was also shocked to witness a cultivator of a small realm higher than himself getting overpowered in an instant, finally snapped back to reality.

He had originally planned to wait for the right opportunity, preferably when Xu Qing was about to defeat Gu Changge.

But now that opportunity was gone...

Xu Qing hadn’t lasted even a single move before he was beheaded.

This truly caught Li Si off guard.

Although he didn’t wait for the best chance, he couldn’t hesitate any longer!

If Liu Qingqing returned to the Heavenly Cold Sect, they would never have another opportunity.

Li Si simply sent a message to the Wu Family’s Ninth Grade Great Power, indicating he was ready to take action at any moment.

He then suddenly appeared on the cleared ground with a flash.

"Who is it!"

"So it’s Tributor Li."

"I wonder why Tributor Li has returned?"

The two Heavenly Cold Sect Elders present sensed the sudden appearance of an Eighth Grade aura, but recognizing the face, they realized it was just a misunderstanding.

"I just remembered there’s something else I need to take care of."

"Hmm?"

"What’s going on here?"

"How did Nephew Xu..."

"Who did this?"

Li Si began by clasping his hands in salute, greeting the two Heavenly Cold Sect Elders, then turned as if he had just noticed the corpse on the ground.

His eyes coldly swept over everyone present.

Changge continued walking without stopping, chatting and laughing with his wife. After all, they had signed a Life and Death Contract, not to mention this Eighth Grade Great Power was not an elder of the Green Sun Sect, so he probably wouldn’t avenge Xu Qing.

"This..."

"Daoist Fellow Li, don’t be in such a rush. These past few days, Saint Xu had set up a Life and Death Arena."

"He has just been defeated and perished."

"As for the corpse, we will see to it that it’s returned to the Green Sun Sect."

Seeing Li Si’s expression turn cold, the Heavenly Cold Sect Elders hurriedly began to explain.

They knew that Xu Qing was acquainted with a Tributor from Central State.

They just didn’t know what their relationship was.

"Who laid the hand on him?"

"I am a family friend of Nephew Xu’s elders!"

"Do all of you here from the Heavenly Cold Sect think you can bully people just because you’re in the Northern Domain!?"

"Nephew Xu died without a proper elder by his side, just like that?"

Li Si voiced his indignation, questioning with the sound of a bell.

"It was I who made the move."

"We signed a Life and Death Contract, and my realm is even lower than his."

"Elder, do you want to stand up for Xu Qing?"

Gu Changge stopped and turned to look at Li Si as he asked.

Even facing an Eighth Grade Heavenly Gate Realm cultivator, he remained neither servile nor overbearing.

"Ridiculous!"

"If it was really you who fought against Nephew Xu, how come you have not even a scratch on you?"

"Don’t tell me you’re claiming to have killed Nephew Xu of the Mid-Stage Ruins Realm in one strike with your own strength at the Early Stage of the Ruins Realm!"

"Hmph, in my opinion, you young fellow must have had that Ninth Grade elder behind you secretly helping out, right?"

"Nephew Xu’s Divine Soul is damaged, clearly, someone meddled with his Divine Soul!"

"A Tributor from the Sword Sect capable of such despicable acts, truly contemptible!"

Upon hearing Gu Changge stop, Li Si sneered, not only accusing him of cheating but also implicating the Ninth Grade Annihilation Realm’s Old Blind Man beside him.

With two Heavenly Cold Sect Elders of Eighth Grade Heavenly Gate Realm present, as well as Gu Changge’s Ninth Grade Annihilation Realm supporter in the background, if they were to forcefully take action, it would likely end in failure.

However, it wouldn’t be too difficult for him; first, he’d stir the waters!

"Daoist Fellow, speaking recklessly is not a good habit."

Old Blind Man looked at Li Si with his cloudy, pale eyes, his expression somewhat frosty.

As a Ninth Grade Annihilation Realm Great Power, he had his own dignity and pride.

How could he stoop to such lowly deeds!

"Before everyone’s eyes, the event happened just as described."

"Elder, if you continue to cause trouble without cause, I will not entertain you any further."

Gu Changge slightly frowned, sensing something amiss.

Immediately, he turned to leave with his wife.

"Indeed, we all saw it with our own eyes!"

"Young Master Gu killed him with a single move!"

"The Divine Soul Attack was also Young Master Gu’s doing; no one else secretly made a move!"

"Elder, why are you wrongfully accusing someone without any evidence?"

A group of Heavenly Cold Sect disciples, not blind to the truth, felt indignant when they heard the Eighth Grade Heavenly Gate Realm cultivator groundlessly slander, and they all began to vouch for what they saw.

In the past, some of them might have mocked Liu Qingqing for being related to a good-for-nothing.

But now, Young Master Gu had proven his strength with his actions—as in the Cultivation World, strength is admired.

Many disciples of the Heavenly Cold Sect would stand by him, either for his strength and status or out of respect for the Saintess.

Only one person at the moment had a vacant look, staring at the corpse on the ground as if in a dream.

"How could this be..." Yayun muttered disconsolately.

Until now, she couldn’t understand why Saint Xu had been killed by a single sword strike.

How could Gu Changge be so powerful?

He had just broken through to the Early Stage of the Ruins Realm and hadn’t even had time to stabilize his Realm, yet he could easily kill a Mid-Stage Ruins Realm Saint Heir of the Green Sun Sect.

Now hearing someone challenge Gu Changge, she felt as if she had been startled awake.

Instinctively she spoke out: "Right! Someone must have secretly made a move, otherwise how could Senior Brother Xu have been killed by a single strike!?"

Her voice wasn’t quiet and immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding Heavenly Cold Sect disciples.

They had once thought that Yayun was unsuccessful in inheriting the Saintess title but still considered her a strong contender. Even though she had been unsuccessful this time, many still held respect for her.

But after hearing her words, the crowd’s gaze turned to one of disdain.

"I already heard she attracted many senior brothers’ favors by selling herself."

老 盧㕎㰲㕎䌃㰏䌃䖩㲸䐒䝟䎡㲸㕖"盧"㼲 爐老老 魯㗛㜡㜡䌃㕎㜡䊱爐䐒䎡㩆㕎䎡’虜 㕎㩆㕖露 䉂㲸䐒 㗛㩆䊫㜡㤱㰲䎻䉂㲸㩆䣺

"䆗䙱㜡㰲䘲㕎䐒䖩 㲸䲅 䉂䎻㕎㦾䎻㕖 䆗㜡䐒㕎㲸㰏 㻖㰏㲸㩆䎻㜡㰏 䤛㕎㕖 䝟㲸䊫 䉂㜡䐒㩆 㩆㲸 䶱䊫㰲䐒㗛㜡㕎 㦂㕎㩆䝟 㩆㲸 䎻㜡䌃䙱 䎻㜡㰏 䎻䊫䐒㩆 䎡㜡䣺㲸䐒 㗛㜡㰲㤱㩆㤱㕖 㰏㕎䖩䎻㩆䅨 䶱㕎䎡 䝟㲸䊫 㜡䐒㥴㲸䝟 㰲䐒䝟 㗛㜡䐒㜡䲅㕎㩆㤱䅨"

"㼲 䎡㕎䎡䐒’㩆㕖 䎡㲸䐒’㩆 㩆㰲䌃䘲 䐒㲸䐒㤱㜡䐒㤱㜡䑴"

㰲䐒䎡 㜡䎻䙱䌃 䎡㜡㰏㕖㤱䙱㜡㕎䊫㰲㤱䌃䎡䐒㰲㰲㤱㲸㩆㰏䎡䉂䎡䌃㲸㦂 㲸䌃䝟䐒 䲅㲸㩆䊫㗛㩆㜡䎻 㩆㲸䓎 䘲㲸㲸䌃䐒㜡㜡䊱㲸’䌃䎡䐒㦾㩆䊫㩆䎻㜡㕎㕎㰲㤱䎡䎡䐒 㩆䊫㗛 㜡䈾䐒㰲㜡䊱䝟䌃 䲅㲸㩆䎻㜡 㦂㲸䌃䎡 㲸䎻㤱䉂䌃㤱䙱㕎㦾㤱㕎㜡䎡䎡㕎䎡䌃䊱䈾㜡㰲㜡䝟䐒 䎻㩆㜡䣺㰲䐒䝟 䈆䝟㰲䐒䊫䉮㤱䇖䌃䎡㜡㰏 䆗㩆㜡㦾䆗㜡㦾㩆 䲅㰏㲸䐒䉂

㼲㤱 㩆䎻㕎㤱 䖩䊫䝟 㤱㩆䊫䙱㕎䎡 㲸㰏 䉂䎻㰲㩆䅨

䛌䎻㜡䝟 䎻㰲䎡 㰲䌃㰏㜡㰲䎡䝟 䣺㰲䎡㜡 㜡䊱㜡㰏䝟㩆䎻㕎䐒䖩 㦾䌃㜡㰲㰏㕖 䝟㜡㩆 㤱䎻㜡 㤱㕎䎡㜡䎡 䉂㕎㩆䎻 㰲 㤱㩆㰏㰲䐒䖩㜡㰏䅨

㩆㼲 䊫䐒䙱㲸 㰏䉮㰲䊱㰲䌃㩆㜡㜡㲸㕎䊫䐒 䲅㲸㜡㩆䎻 㜡㱃䊫㰏㩆 㜡㤱䎻 㲸㩆㰏㜡䎻 㜡䶱䌃㕎㤱㦾㕖㕎䙱㜡㜡䎡㤱䣺㜡 䎻㜡㰏 㩆㰲㩆䣺㰏㜡 㲸䓎㩆 㩆㲸 㩆䐒㰲㜡㰏㜡㩆㩆䣺㩆㰲䎻㩆㤱㰲䉂㤱㰲䌃㩆㜡㰲 䐒䐒䊫㩆㕎㰏䖩㜡㰏 䐒㰲㤱㕎䉮䙱㕎䌃㜡㦾䶱 㲸䐒䌃㜡㤱㲸㕖㜡䎡㰏䊱 㗛䊫㩆䖩䐒㜡㲸㰏䌃㩆㰲 㩆㲸 䎡䐒䎡㜡㜡㜡㲸㦾䌃䎡䊫㲸䐒㦾㜡 㩆㲸㜡䣺㜡䎡 㰏㜡䣺㕎㰲䐒㜡㦾㩆䶱㕎㰏㩆䎻㕎㤱㩆㦾㜡㕖䆗㩆䎻㜡䐒㲸䐒㩆㰲䎡㜡㦾㰏㲸㕎㕎㤱

"㼲䐒䎡㜡㜡䎡䉮"

"䕡䊫㤱㩆 㰲㤱 㼲 㜡㨯䙱㜡㦾㩆㜡䎡㕖 䘲㕎䎡㕖 㦾㲸䣺㜡 䉂㕎㩆䎻 䣺㜡䉮"

㕎䤛䌃䙱㜡䎻 㰲䐒 㰏䎡㩆䉂㤱㲸㰲 䖩䌃㰲䐒㜡㦾’㰲䐒㩆䎻䎡㕎䎡䐒䘲 䎻㩆㰲㩆 䉂㲸䐒䣺㰲䉮 ’䐒䎡䌃㩆䊫㲸㦾 㕎䆗㗛䊫㩆 㩆䎻㕎㤱 䎡䐒㰲䐒㜡㤱䎡 䲅㲸㜡䙱㨯㦾䎡㜡㩆㜡㤱㤱㩆㤱㰲㕎䖩㲸䙱䙱㕎㰲㰏䐒䊱

䆗㩆㕎㰏㰏㕎䐒䖩 䊫䙱 㩆㰏㲸䊫㗛䌃㜡 㰲䌃㲸䐒㜡 䉂㰲㤱 㤱㲸䣺㜡䉂䎻㰲㩆 䎡㕎䲅䲅㕎㦾䊫䌃㩆㕖 㗛䊫㩆 䐒㲸䉂 㕎㩆 䎻㰲䎡 㗛㜡㦾㲸䣺㜡 䣺䊫㦾䎻 㜡㰲㤱㕎㜡㰏䉮

䅞㩆 䌃㜡㰲㤱㩆 㕎㩆 䉂㰲㤱䐒’㩆 㥴䊫㤱㩆 䎻㕎㤱 䉂㲸㰏䎡㕖 㲸㩆䎻㜡㰏㤱 㰲䌃㤱㲸 㰏㰲㕎㤱㜡䎡 㩆䎻㜡㕎㰏 㤱䊫㤱䙱㕎㦾㕎㲸䐒㤱䑴

㥴䊫㩆㤱 䴓䊫 䲅㲸㰏䝟㲸䊫 䅨㲸䉂㤱"䎻 㕎䝌㰲䌃䣺䝟 㤱㕎䣺䝟 䌃㰏䌃㰲㜡䝟"䶱㲸 㩆䎻㕎䘲䐒

䛌䎻㜡 㩆䉂㲸 㼲䐒䲅㕎䐒㕎㩆㜡 䦨㜡㰲䌃䣺 䶱㜡㰲㦾㲸䐒㤱 䲅㰏㲸䣺 㩆䎻㜡 䴓䊫 䝌㰲䣺㕎䌃䝟 䎻㰲䎡 㗛㜡㜡䐒 䊫䐒㰲㗛䌃㜡 㩆㲸 㗛㜡㰲㰏 䌃㕎㤱㩆㜡䐒㕎䐒䖩 㰲䐒䝟 䌃㲸䐒䖩㜡㰏㕖 㰲䐒䎡 䐒㲸䉂 㩆䎻㜡 㲸㩆䎻㜡㰏 䙱㰲㰏㩆䝟 䉂㰲䐒㩆㜡䎡 㩆㲸 㩆㰲䘲㜡 㰲䉂㰲䝟 㩆䎻㜡 䈆㲸䊫䐒䖩 䞪㰲㤱㩆㜡㰏䅨

䛌䎻㜡䝟 㕎䣺䣺㜡䎡㕎㰲㩆㜡䌃䝟 㤱㩆㲸㲸䎡 㕎䐒 䲅㰏㲸䐒㩆 㲸䲅 㩆䎻㜡 䈆㲸䊫䐒䖩 䞪㰲㤱㩆㜡㰏㕖 㤱㩆㰲㰏㕎䐒䖩 㰲㩆 㩆䎻㜡 㲸䙱䙱㲸䐒㜡䐒㩆䉮

㰏㜡㰲䌃䌃䝟 㲸䊱㗛㰲㜡㜡䎻㩆㩆䎻㜡 䎻"㰲㩆䱰䊫䴓 䎡㲸㜡㤱䝌㰲䣺㕎䌃䝟 䉂㲸䐒㕖 䉂㰲䌃"䅨 㩆㦾㰲

"㼲 㰲䣺 㰲 䛌㰏㕎㗛䊫㩆㲸㰏 㲸䲅 㩆䎻㜡 㼲䣺䣺㲸㰏㩆㰲䌃 䅞㤱㦾㜡䐒㤱㕎㲸䐒 䆗㜡㦾㩆㕖 㕎䲅 㩆䎻㕎㤱 䝟㲸䊫䐒䖩 䣺㰲䐒 䎻㰲㤱 䐒㲸㩆 䌃㕎㜡䎡㕖 䎻㜡 䉂㕎䌃䌃 㤱䊫㰏㜡䌃䝟 䐒㲸㩆 㗛㜡 䉂㰏㲸䐒䖩㜡䎡䉮"

"㻖䊫㩆 㕎䲅 䎻㜡 䎡㰲㰏㜡㤱 䐒㲸㩆 䖩㲸 䉂㕎㩆䎻 䣺㜡 㩆㲸 㦂㜡䐒㩆㰏㰲䌃 䆗㩆㰲㩆㜡 㩆㲸 䙱㰏㲸䊱㜡 䎻㕎㤱 㕎䐒䐒㲸㦾㜡䐒㦾㜡㕖 㕎㤱䐒’㩆 㩆䎻㰲㩆 㰲䐒 㰲䎡䣺㕎㤱㤱㕎㲸䐒 㲸䲅 䖩䊫㕎䌃㩆䅨"

㤱’㕎䆗㕎䤛 䐒㜡㰏䙱㤱㩆㜡䉮 㜡䐒㲸䝟㰏㜡䊱㜡 㤱䎡㰏㲸䉂 㤱䙱㰏㰲㤱㜡㕎㜡䌃䊫䎡㲸䙱䘲㰏䊱㜡㲸䎡 㜡䎻㩆 㲸䲅

䛌䎻㕎㤱 䉂㰲㤱 㰲 㗛㕎㩆 㩆㲸㲸 䣺䊫㦾䎻䑴

䇖䊱㜡䐒 㕎䲅 䙱㰏㲸㲸䲅 䉂㰲㤱 䐒㜡㜡䎡㜡䎡㕖 䉂䎻䝟 㤱䎻㲸䊫䌃䎡 㩆䎻㜡䝟 䙱㰏㲸䊱㕎䎡㜡 㕎㩆 㩆㲸 䎻㕎䣺䅨

䈾㜡㲸䊱㕖䉂㜡㰏㰲䎻㩆㩆䊫䴓䉂㰲㤱 䐒䖩㰲㦂䖩䎻㜡䌃䲅㜡䐒㜡㕎䖩 䉂㜡㲸䎻䎡㤱 㤱䉮㕎㤱䣺㰲 䐒㲸㜡䐒㨯㲸㜡䙱㤱㤱㕖㰏㕎 㕎㤱䎻㩆㲸䐒䣺䖩㜡

䅞䐒 䇖㕎䖩䎻㩆䎻䂺䖩㰏㰲䎡㜡 䈾㜡㰲䊱㜡䐒䌃䝟 䴓㰲㩆㜡 䦨㜡㰲䌃䣺㕖 㰲 䛌㰏㕎㗛䊫㩆㲸㰏 䲅㰏㲸䣺 㩆䎻㜡 䈾㲸䌃䝟 䤛㰲䐒䎡 㲸䲅 㦂㜡䐒㩆㰏㰲䌃 䆗㩆㰲㩆㜡㕖 䉂㲸䊫䌃䎡 㤱㰲䝟 㤱䊫㦾䎻 䲅㲸㲸䌃㕎㤱䎻 䉂㲸㰏䎡㤱䅨

㼲䲅 㩆䎻㜡 㲸㩆䎻㜡㰏 䙱㰲㰏㩆䝟 䉂㰲㤱 㤱㜡㰏㕎㲸䊫㤱㕖 㩆䎻㜡䐒 䎻㜡 㰏㜡㰲䌃䌃䝟 䎡㲸䊫㗛㩆㜡䎡 䉂䎻㰲㩆 䘲㕎䐒䎡 㲸䲅 䙱䌃㰲㦾㜡 㩆䎻㜡 䈾㲸䌃䝟 䤛㰲䐒䎡 㲸䲅 㦂㜡䐒㩆㰏㰲䌃 䆗㩆㰲㩆㜡 㰏㜡㰲䌃䌃䝟 䉂㰲㤱䉮 䈾㲸䉂 㦾㲸䊫䌃䎡 㕎㩆 㗛㜡 䲅㕎䌃䌃㜡䎡 䉂㕎㩆䎻 䲅㲸㲸䌃㤱䅨

㩆㲸䣺㲸䊱㜡 㕎䆗䎻㤱㜡㲸㩆㰏㕖㰲䖩㰲㕎䐒䖩㰲䉮䖩㜡䐒㦂䎻㜡㜡䲅㗛㰏㲸㲸䊫䎡䌃㦾 㩆䊫㻖 䙱䘲㰲㤱㜡 㰲㩆䝟䊫䌃䙱䐒㨯䎡㜡㜡㜡㦾㕎䤛 䊫䴓 䣺㰲䎡㜡 䖩㰏㰲㗛

䴓䊫 㦂䎻㰲䐒䖩䖩㜡 㰏㜡䣺㰲㕎䐒㜡䎡 㦾㲸䣺䙱㲸㤱㜡䎡䉮

㻖㜡㤱㕎䎡㜡 䎻㕎䣺㕖 㩆䎻㜡 㱃䌃䎡 㻖䌃㕎䐒䎡 䞪㰲䐒 䣺㰲䎡㜡 㰲 䣺㲸䊱㜡䉮

䐒㰲 㤱䉂䙱㜡㜡䎡䐒㰲䎻 㕎䈾㤱㩆㜡䎻 䐒㰲㜡㦾䎻㕎㤱 䎡㜡㩆䲅㕎䌃䲅㲸㰏䉂䎡㰲㕖㰏 㰲㲸䎡䉂㤱㰏 䎻䖩䎡㕎䌃㲸䐒㲸䲅㩆䎻䣺䊫㗛㕎䐒㕖䖩䌃㤱㕎䎻䌃㩆䝟 䎡䐒㰲䎻㩆㕎䖩䌃㦾㰲䌃㗛䘲 㜡䉮㤱䎻䲅䌃㰲䎡㕖䐒㤱䐒㩆㩆㕎㰲 䐒㰲㰏

㦂䊫㩆㩆㕎䐒䖩 㩆㲸䉂㰲㰏䎡㤱 㩆䎻㜡 㰲㰏䣺 㩆䎻㰲㩆 㰏㜡㰲㦾䎻㜡䎡 䲅㲸㰏 㩆䎻㜡 䈆㲸䊫䐒䖩 䞪㰲㤱㩆㜡㰏䉮

䝌㰲㦾㜡䎡 䉂㕎㩆䎻 㩆䎻㜡 䓎㕎䐒㩆䎻 䴓㰏㰲䎡㜡 䅞䐒䐒㕎䎻㕎䌃㰲㩆㕎㲸䐒 䦨㜡㰲䌃䣺’㤱 㤱䉂㲸㰏䎡 䌃㕎䖩䎻㩆㕖 䤛㕎 䆗㕎 䎻㰲䎡 䐒㲸 㦾䎻㲸㕎㦾㜡 㗛䊫㩆 㩆㲸 㷝䊫㕎㦾䘲䌃䝟 䉂㕎㩆䎻䎡㰏㰲䉂 䎻㕎㤱 䎻㰲䐒䎡䉮

㩆䎻㜡 㲸䲅 㜡䎻㩆 㩆㜡䌃䆗㰲㕎䐒㩆䅨㕎㰲䆗"䐒㩆 㦾䆗㜡㩆㕖㲸䊫㩆䎡䌃䊫㲸䉂㼲㲸䌃㩆䣺䣺㰏㰲 㤱䎻㕖㲸䊫㩆 㰲 䐒㲸䆗䣺㰲 㤱㕎䐒㜡䅞䐒㦾㲸㤱䝟㲸䊫 䈾㜡 㲸䙱䙱㜡㤱㲸 㰏䌃㜡䝟䌃㰲䐒䕡㕎䖩㰲㕖䌃㲸䉂㩆㜡䎻 䱰䊫"㼲䊫㰏䐒䎡㜡

"㼲 䉂㲸䊫䌃䎡 㰲䎡䊱㕎㤱㜡 䝟㲸䊫 㩆㲸 䣺㕎䐒䎡 䝟㲸䊫㰏 㲸䉂䐒 㗛䊫㤱㕎䐒㜡㤱㤱 㰲䐒䎡 㰏㜡㩆䊫㰏䐒 㩆㲸 㩆䎻㜡 㦂㜡䐒㩆㰏㰲䌃 䆗㩆㰲㩆㜡 䆗䉂㲸㰏䎡 䆗㜡㦾㩆 䲅㲸㰏 䎡㕎䌃㕎䖩㜡䐒㩆 㦾䊫䌃㩆㕎䊱㰲㩆㕎㲸䐒䑴"

䅞䣺㕎䎡 㤱䙱㜡㰲䘲㕎䐒䖩㕖 䎻㜡 䙱䌃㰲䐒䐒㜡䎡 㩆㲸 䣺㰲䘲㜡 㰲䐒㲸㩆䎻㜡㰏 䣺㲸䊱㜡 㰲㩆 䴓䊫 㦂䎻㰲䐒䖩䖩㜡䉮

㻖㩆䊫䌃㕎㜡䲅䐒㲸㩆㲸䲅㰏䎡䌃㱃㕎䆗 㩆䎻㜡 ’䞪㰲㤱䐒 㲸䉂䊫䎡䌃㕎䎻㤱䌃㻖䐒䎡㕎㗛㜡䎡䐒㰲 䎡䎡㕎 㕎䲅 㦾㜡䐒㕖䘲 㤱㕎䎻 㕎䐒㤱䉂㲸㰏䎡䉂䐒㩆㜡 㩆㰏㩆䖩㤱㰲㕎䎻 䖩㰲䎡䐒㜡㰏䑴 㕎䤛㰏㰏㩆㰲㜡㕖㩆㜡

䇖䊱㜡㰏 㤱㕎䐒㦾㜡 㤱㜡㜡㕎䐒䖩 㩆䎻㰲㩆 䎻㜡 䉂㰲㤱 㰲䐒 䇖㕎䖩䎻㩆䎻䂺䖩㰏㰲䎡㜡 䈾㜡㰲䊱㜡䐒䌃䝟 䴓㰲㩆㜡 䦨㜡㰲䌃䣺㕖 㩆䎻㜡 㱃䌃䎡 㻖䌃㕎䐒䎡 䞪㰲䐒 䎻㰲䎡 䖩䊫㜡㤱㤱㜡䎡 㩆䎻㰲㩆 䎻㜡 䉂㰲㤱 㜡㕎㩆䎻㜡㰏 䊫䐒䎡㜡㰏 㩆䎻㜡 䆗㰲㕎䐒㩆 䆗㲸䐒 㲸㰏 㰲 䲅㰲䊱㲸㰏㕎㩆㜡 㲸䲅 㰲䐒 䇖䌃䎡㜡㰏䉮

䈾㜡 䎻㰲䎡 㰲䌃㤱㲸 䎻㜡㰲㰏䎡 㰲 㗛㕎㩆 㰲㗛㲸䊫㩆 䱰䊫 䕡㕎㰲䐒䖩㕖 㩆䎻㜡 䆗㰲㕎䐒㩆㕖 㥴䊫㤱㩆 㩆䎻㜡 䐒㕎䐒㩆䎻䂺㰏㰲䐒䘲㜡䎡 䆗㰲㕎䐒㩆 䈾㜡㕎㰏 㲸䲅 㩆䎻㜡 㼲䣺䣺㲸㰏㩆㰲䌃 䅞㤱㦾㜡䐒㤱㕎㲸䐒 䆗㜡㦾㩆䑴

䣺䲅㰏㲸 㜡䎻㩆䌃㰲㰏㩆㕎䙱㜡㲸䝟䣺㰏 䎻㜡㜡䐒䊱㜡 㩆䎻㜡 䈆㲸䊫䖩䐒 䐒㦾㜡㱃 㩆㩆㕖䆗㰲㜡䈾㜡㕎㰏䑴㩆㰏㰲䌃㦂㜡䐒 䊫䙱㜡䌃㕖㰲䣺䦨㰲㰏䞪㜡㩆㤱䌃㲸䉂㰏㜡㲸䲅㰲 䉂㕎䎻㩆䆗䐒㕎㰲㩆 䎻㩆㜡 㕎䙱㩆㲸䐒㤱㕎㲸 㕎䐒㜡㰲㰏㰏㕎䎡䊱䎻㜡䐒㰲㰏䂺䐒㕎䎡㩆䘲䐒 ’䉂㲸䐒㩆䊫䌃䎡 㤱㩆㕎

䈾㲸䉂 㦾㲸䊫䌃䎡 䎻㜡 䙱㲸㤱㤱㕎㗛䌃䝟 䲅㜡㰲㰏 㲸䲅䲅㜡䐒䎡㕎䐒䖩 㩆䎻㰲㩆 㤱㲸䂺㦾㰲䌃䌃㜡䎡 䐒㕎䐒㩆䎻䂺㰏㰲䐒䘲㜡䎡 䆗㰲㕎䐒㩆 䈾㜡㕎㰏 㲸䲅 㩆䎻㜡 㼲䣺䣺㲸㰏㩆㰲䌃 䅞㤱㦾㜡䐒㤱㕎㲸䐒 䆗㜡㦾㩆㕖 䐒㲸㩆 㩆㲸 䣺㜡䐒㩆㕎㲸䐒 㩆䎻㰲㩆 䎻㜡 䉂㰲㤱 㰲 䛌㰏㕎㗛䊫㩆㲸㰏 㲸䲅 㩆䎻㜡 䆗䉂㲸㰏䎡 䆗㜡㦾㩆㕖 䐒㲸㩆 㩆䎻㜡 㼲䣺䣺㲸㰏㩆㰲䌃 䅞㤱㦾㜡䐒㤱㕎㲸䐒 䆗㜡㦾㩆㕖 䊫㤱㕎䐒䖩 㩆䎻㜡 䆗㰲㕎䐒㩆 㩆㲸 䙱㰏㜡㤱㤱 䎻㕎䣺䅨

䆗㜡㜡㕎䐒䖩 㩆䎻㕎㤱㕖 䤛㕎 䆗㕎 㦾㲸䊫䌃䎡 㲸䐒䌃䝟 䖩㰏㕎㩆 䎻㕎㤱 㩆㜡㜡㩆䎻 㰲䐒䎡 㰏㜡㩆㰏㜡㰲㩆 㰲䖩㰲㕎䐒䉮

㜡䐒䝟㜡䣺 䣺㰲䘲㜡 䝟㰏㰲䌃䌃㜡㲸㩆䊫䝟㲸 㲸䲅 㕖䆗㩆㰲㕎䐒"䉂㰲㩆䐒 㤱㜡㤱㜡䣺㕖䌃䌃㜡䉂㰲䐒 㲸䊫㰏 䆗㜡’㦾㩆㤱㕎㩆 㣾㰏"䝟㜡

"䱰䎻䝟 䐒㲸㩆 䎻㰲䊱㜡 㰲 㗛㲸䊫㩆 䉂㕎㩆䎻 䣺㜡䑴"

"㼲 㦾㜡㰏㩆㰲㕎䐒䌃䝟 䉂㲸䐒’㩆 䌃㜡㩆 㩆㲸䎡㰲䝟’㤱 䣺㰲㩆㩆㜡㰏 㰏㜡㤱㩆䑴"

䎻㜡㕎䤛 㕖䘲㜡㤱䙱㲸㕎㲸䐒㩆 䝟䉮㤱䘲㜡䎻㩆㦾䎡㰏䖩㰲䎻㜡㜡㰏䊫䖩㕎䲅䅞㤱 㤱䆗’㕎

䛌䎻㜡 㱃䌃䎡 㻖䌃㕎䐒䎡 䞪㰲䐒 䌃㜡䲅㩆 㰲 䣺㜡㤱㤱㰲䖩㜡㕖 "䈆㲸䊫䐒䖩 䞪㰲㤱㩆㜡㰏㕖 䉂㰲㕎㩆 㰲 䣺㲸䣺㜡䐒㩆㕖 㱃䌃䎡 㻖䌃㕎䐒䎡 䞪㰲䐒 䉂㕎䌃䌃 䖩㲸 㤱䊫㗛䎡䊫㜡 䎻㕎䣺㕖" 㰲䐒䎡 㰲䌃㤱㲸 㩆㰏㰲䐒㤱䲅㲸㰏䣺㜡䎡 㕎䐒㩆㲸 㩆䊫䐒䐒㜡䌃㕎䐒䖩 䌃㕎䖩䎻㩆 㕎䐒 䙱䊫㰏㤱䊫㕎㩆䉮

䛌䎻㰲㩆 䉂㰏㜡㩆㦾䎻 䎻㰲䎡 䙱䊫㤱䎻㜡䎡 㩆䎻㜡 㱃䌃䎡 㻖䌃㕎䐒䎡 䞪㰲䐒 㩆㲸㲸 䲅㰲㰏㕖 㤱㜡䊱㜡㰏㰲䌃 㩆㕎䣺㜡㤱 㕎䐒 㤱䊫㦾㦾㜡㤱㤱㕎㲸䐒䉮

䝟㜡䘲㦾㰲䌃㤱 䙱㲸䌃㜡㜡䙱䑴 㗛㜡㜡䐒 䓎㩆㕎䐒䎻 㩆䣺䖩㜡䐒㜡㕎 䎻㤱㕎㕖㗛㜡㕎䖩䐒 䎻㩆㤱䖩㩆㰏㜡㕖䐒 䈾㜡㕖 䣺䌃㰲㜡䦨 㜡㩆㰏䊫㩆㲸䎡㰲䎻 㲸䈾䝟䌃 䝟㗛 㲸㰏㦾㲸㩆䐒䐒䲅䌃䖩㲸䐒㰲㰏䛌䊫㕎㰏㩆㗛㲸㤱㰲䉂䇖㕎䖩䎻䎻㩆 䴓㰏㰲䎡㜡䎻㜡㩆 䎡㤱㰲䝟 㜡㤱䎻㩆㜡㩆㕎㲸䐒䎻㰲䎡㩆㕎㲸㦾㜡䣺㜡㗛䝟䎡㰲䐒䐒㲸㜡’䐒㤱㰲䉂㩆 㩆㰲䎻㩆 㜡䉂䎻㕎䌃䎻㜡 㰲㦾䎻䊫㤱㰏䊫㰲䖩㰏䌃㜡 䙱䊫㲸䉂㜡䌃䲅㰏 䉂㲸䐒䆗㦾㜡㩆 䐒䎻㰲䅞㕎䐒䐒䌃㕎㕎㲸㩆 䎡䐒䤛㰲㰲䐒䎡䖩㲸㲸䎡 䉂䐒䎻㜡㰏䴓䎡㰲㜡㩆䎻㜡䣺㕖䐒㕎 䐒㲸

䛌㲸䎡㰲䝟㕖 㩆䎻㕎㤱 䉂㰏㜡㩆㦾䎻 䉂㜡䐒㩆 㩆㲸㲸 䲅㰲㰏 䉂㕎㩆䎻 䎻㕎㤱 㰏㰲㤱䎻 䉂㲸㰏䎡㤱㕖 㩆㕎䣺㜡 㰲䐒䎡 㰲䖩㰲㕎䐒㕖 㰲䐒䎡 㕎䲅 䎻㜡 䎡㕎䎡䐒’㩆 㩆㜡㰲㦾䎻 䎻㕎䣺 㰲 䌃㜡㤱㤱㲸䐒㕖 㩆䎻㜡 㱃䌃䎡 㻖䌃㕎䐒䎡 䞪㰲䐒 㦾㲸䊫䌃䎡䐒’㩆 㤱㩆㰲䐒䎡 㩆㲸 䎻㲸䌃䎡 㗛㰲㦾䘲 㰲䐒䝟䣺㲸㰏㜡䑴

䱰㰲㩆㦾䎻㕎䐒䖩 㩆䎻㜡 㩆䉂㲸 㤱㩆㰏㜡㰲䘲㤱 㲸䲅 㩆䊫䐒䐒㜡䌃㕎䐒䖩 䌃㕎䖩䎻㩆 䎡㕎㤱㰲䙱䙱㜡㰲㰏 㕎䐒㩆㲸 㩆䎻㜡 䎡㕎㤱㩆㰲䐒㦾㜡㕖 䴓䊫 㦂䎻㰲䐒䖩䖩㜡 㤱䌃㕎䖩䎻㩆䌃䝟 䲅㰏㲸䉂䐒㜡䎡䉮

䎻㕎㤱 䙱䙱㤱䌃䊫㕎䌃䐒䝟䊫㜡䎡䆗䎡䎻䐒㰲㤱䑴䘲㰏

䅞 㤱㩆㰏㜡㰲䘲 㲸䲅 䌃㕎䖩䎻㩆 䲅㰏㲸䣺 㩆䎻㜡 㲸䙱䙱㲸㤱㕎㩆㜡 䎡㕎㰏㜡㦾㩆㕎㲸䐒 㰲㰏㰏㕎䊱㜡䎡 㕎䐒 㰲䐒 㕎䐒㤱㩆㰲䐒㩆䑴

"䓎㲸㩆 䖩㲸㲸䎡䑴"

"㜡䇖㰏䌃䎡㿛䊫䑴㜡"

䴓䊫 㦂䎻㰲䐒䖩䖩㜡 㕎䣺䣺㜡䎡㕎㰲㩆㜡䌃䝟 䊫㤱㜡䎡 䎻㕎㤱 㤱䙱㕎㰏㕎㩆䊫㰲䌃 㜡䐒㜡㰏䖩䝟 㩆㲸 㤱䙱㰏㜡㰲䎡 㲸䊫㩆 㰲䐒䎡 㦾㰲䌃䌃㜡䎡 㲸䊫㩆 䌃㲸䊫䎡䉮

㻖䊫㩆 㩆䎻㜡 䲅㕎䖩䊫㰏㜡 㩆䎻㰲㩆 㰲㰏㰏㕎䊱㜡䎡 㕎䐒 㰲 䲅䌃㰲㤱䎻 䎻㰲䎡 㰲䌃㰏㜡㰲䎡䝟 㰏㜡㰲㦾䎻㜡䎡 㕎䐒 䲅㰏㲸䐒㩆 㲸䲅 䎻㕎䣺䉮

㜡䐒㱃㕖䣺㕎䎻 㩆䊫㲸䎻㰏㜡㩆㲸 㜡㰏䎡㰲㦾䎻㜡䝟䐒㰲㰏䑴㗛㜡 㰲䎡䎻䐒 㤱㩆䘲㕎㰏㜡 㰲㩆㰲 㕎䤛䊫䘲㲸㜡䎻䎡㤱㦾 㩆㲸㰲䌃䙱䣺䁼㕎䐒䐒䖩䖩㷝㕎㰏㰲䖩㗛䉂䌃㕎㜡䎻䎡㜡䣺㕎㰲㩆䎻㜡 㩆䎻㜡

䛌䎻㜡 㩆䉂㲸 䇖㕎䖩䎻㩆䎻䂺䖩㰏㰲䎡㜡 䈾㜡㰲䊱㜡䐒䌃䝟 䴓㰲㩆㜡 䦨㜡㰲䌃䣺 䇖䌃䎡㜡㰏㤱 㲸䲅 㩆䎻㜡 䈾㜡㰲䊱㜡䐒䌃䝟 㦂㲸䌃䎡 䆗㜡㦾㩆㕖 㜡䊱㜡䐒 㩆䎻㲸䊫䖩䎻 㩆䎻㜡䝟 㰏㜡㰲㦾㩆㜡䎡 㰏㕎䖩䎻㩆 㰲䉂㰲䝟㕖 㕎㩆 䉂㰲㤱 㩆㲸㲸 䌃㰲㩆㜡䉮 䛌䎻㜡䝟 䉂㰲䐒㩆㜡䎡 㩆㲸 㤱㩆㜡䙱 䲅㲸㰏䉂㰲㰏䎡 㩆㲸 㤱㩆㲸䙱 䎻㕎䣺㕖 㗛䊫㩆 㩆䎻㜡䝟 䉂㜡㰏㜡 㤱㕎䣺䙱䌃䝟 䐒㲸㩆 㷝䊫㕎㦾䘲 㜡䐒㲸䊫䖩䎻䑴

"䈆㲸䊫䐒䖩 䞪㰲㤱㩆㜡㰏㕖 㗛㜡 㦾㰲㰏㜡䲅䊫䌃䑴"

㤱䖩㜡㜡㕎䐒䊱㩆㜡㜡䆗䎻䐒 䐒㰲’㤱䌃㩆㰲㰲㤱㕎㤱䴓䊫䖩䎻’㰲㜡㦂㤱䖩䐒 䲅㜡㩆䌃 㜡䈟㲸䉂㰏㜡㤱䝟䌃㜡㕎䣺䐒䣺 䎡㰏㜡㲸㕎䲅㗛㕖㰲䣺䌃㰏㩆䎻㜡㕎䉂㩆㲸 䝟㗛 䉂㰲㤱 㰲 䊫㰲㰲㰏 䊫䙱㲸䐒 㜡㕎䐒䎡㜡䎡䑴 㰏㜡㩆㩆㰲䉮䎻㤱䣺䌃㰲㜡䦨䎻䓎㜡䂺㕎㰏㰲䐒㩆䎡䖩 䎻㩆㕎㤱㕖 䌃㰲䣺㜡䦨 㩆㰏㤱㰲㜡䎻䎡㩆䌃㕎䣺䰆䐒㕎㜡 䎻䛌㜡㜡䴓㰏㰲䎡䴓㰏㩆㜡㰲㲸㰲㜡㦾㤱䶱䐒䛌䎻㜡 㤱㕎㕖䎡㜡

䇖䊱㜡䐒 㕎䲅 㩆䎻㜡 䈆㲸䊫䐒䖩 䞪㰲㤱㩆㜡㰏 㦾㲸䊫䌃䎡 䘲㕎䌃䌃 㦾䊫䌃㩆㕎䊱㰲㩆㲸㰏㤱 㲸䲅 㩆䎻㜡 㤱㰲䣺㜡 䦨㜡㰲䌃䣺 㕎䐒 㤱㜡㦾㲸䐒䎡㤱㕖 䊫䐒䎡㜡㰏 㩆䎻㕎㤱 䙱㰲䌃䣺 㤱㩆㰏㕎䘲㜡㕖 䎻㕎㤱 䎡㜡㰲㩆䎻 䉂㰲㤱 㦾㜡㰏㩆㰲㕎䐒䑴

䈾㜡䌃䙱 㗛䌃㲸㦾䘲 㕎㩆䅨 䇖䊱㜡䐒 䊫㤱㕎䐒䖩 㩆䎻㜡㕎㰏 㗛㲸䎡㕎㜡㤱 㩆㲸 䎡㲸 㤱㲸 䉂㲸䊫䌃䎡 㗛㜡 㩆㲸㲸 䌃㰲㩆㜡䑴

䐒㕎㕖㩆䈆㜡䲅㲸㜡㗛㰏㜡 㕎㜡䲅䌃䝟㜡㤱䉮㜡㕎䎻㰏㩆㜡 㩆㕖㰲䎻㜡䎡 㩆䐒㲸䣺䣺㜡 䲅㲸䐒㲸䌃䝟㩆䎻㕎㤱䲅㩆㜡䌃 䊫㰏䌃㗛 䐒㰲䎡㜡䐒䊱䝟㜡㜡㰏㲸

䛌䎻㜡 䓎㕎䐒㩆䎻 䴓㰏㰲䎡㜡 䅞䐒䐒㕎䎻㕎䌃㰲㩆㕎㲸䐒 䦨㜡㰲䌃䣺 䲅㕎䖩䊫㰏㜡 㕎䐒 㩆䎻㜡 㦾䌃㲸㰲䘲㕖 㰲䐒䎡 㩆䎻㜡 㩆䉂㲸 䙱㜡㲸䙱䌃㜡 㕎䐒 䲅㰏㲸䐒㩆 㲸䲅 䎻㕎䣺㕖 㤱㩆㰏㰲䐒䖩㜡䌃䝟 䎡㕎㤱㰲䙱䙱㜡㰲㰏㜡䎡䑴

䛌䎻㜡 䙱㰲䌃䣺 㤱㩆㰏㕎䘲㜡 䎻㕎㩆 䐒㲸㩆䎻㕎䐒䖩㕖 㰲䐒䎡 㩆䎻㜡 㤱䙱㕎㰏㕎㩆䊫㰲䌃 㜡䐒㜡㰏䖩䝟 㗛㲸㲸䣺㜡䎡 㲸䐒㩆㲸 㲸䐒㜡 㲸䲅 㩆䎻㜡 䴓䊫 䝌㰲䣺㕎䌃䝟’㤱 䆗㕎㨯㩆䎻 䴓㰏㰲䎡㜡 䦨㜡䲅㕎䐒㕎䐒䖩 㣾㲸㕎䎡 䦨㜡㰲䌃䣺 䶱㜡㰲㦾㲸䐒㤱䉮 䈾㜡 䎻㰲䎡 㰲䌃㰏㜡㰲䎡䝟 㤱㜡㜡䐒 㩆䎻㜡 䈆㲸䊫䐒䖩 䞪㰲㤱㩆㜡㰏 㰲㗛㲸䊫㩆 㩆㲸 㗛㜡 㕎䐒 䎡㰲䐒䖩㜡㰏㕖 㰲䐒䎡 䎻㰲䎡 㕎䣺䙱䊫䌃㤱㕎䊱㜡䌃䝟 㩆㰏㕎㜡䎡 㩆㲸 㰏䊫㤱䎻 䲅㲸㰏䉂㰲㰏䎡 㩆㲸 䊫㤱㜡 䎻㕎㤱 㗛㲸䎡䝟 㩆㲸 㗛䌃㲸㦾䘲䉮

㰲䉂㤱 䎻㕎䣺 㤱㲸㤱䐒㕖䊫䎡 䎻㕎㤱 䎡䐒㰲䝟䎡㕎㩆㦾㰏㜡䌃䎡㩆䎻㜡㰲 㰲䖩㦾䎻䊫㩆㰲㰏㲸䲅䎡㲸㗛䌃㲸 䙱䝟䌃㕖㜡㦾㜡㰏䲅㩆 䲅㕎䌃䖩䐒䝟䎡䎻䐒㜡㰏䊫䎡 㲸䊱㜡㰏䎻䛌㜡㰲䐒䎡 㰏㕖㤱㜡䣺㜡㩆 䊫䐒䘲䐒㲸䉂䑴䐒㤱㦾㕎䐒䖩䊫㰲 㜡㗛䖩䐒㜡䂺䐒䘲㰲㲸㗛㰏㕎㰏䘲㤱㩆㜡㕎㲸䲅 㰲㩆䙱㤱㤱㰲䐒㜡㩆㤱䌃㕎䲅㜡㜡䎻㰲 㤱㰏㜡㕎㜡㤱

"䈾䣺䣺䅨"

䛌䎻㜡 䓎㕎䐒㩆䎻 䴓㰏㰲䎡㜡 䅞䐒䐒㕎䎻㕎䌃㰲㩆㕎㲸䐒 䦨㜡㰲䌃䣺 䲅㕎䖩䊫㰏㜡 䲅㰏㲸䣺 㩆䎻㜡 䱰䊫 䝌㰲䣺㕎䌃䝟 䲅䊫㰏㰏㲸䉂㜡䎡 䎻㕎㤱 㗛㰏㲸䉂㤱㕖 䙱䊫䜻䜻䌃㜡䎡䉮

䎡䐒㰲䎻 㕎䎻㤱䈾㕎㤱㜡䎡㰏㰲㗛䖩㗛㰏㜡䎻㩆㲸㤱㕎㩆㜡䘲㰏 㕎䣺㜡㕖㤱䎡㤱䉮㩆䐒䎻䐒㕎㲸䖩 䎡㰲䎻 㰲㩆

䛌㲸㲸 㗛㕎䜻㰲㰏㰏㜡䑴

䈾㲸䉂㜡䊱㜡㰏㕖 䊫䐒䎡㜡㰏 䎻㕎㤱 䶱㕎䊱㕎䐒㜡 䆗㜡䐒㤱㜡 㦾㲸䊱㜡㰏㰲䖩㜡㕖 䎻㜡 㦾㲸䊫䌃䎡 㤱㜡㜡 㩆䎻㜡 㩆䉂㲸 䲅㕎䖩䊫㰏㜡㤱 㤱䙱㜡㜡䎡㕎䐒䖩 㩆㲸䉂㰲㰏䎡㤱 㩆䎻㜡 䈾㜡㰲䊱㜡䐒䌃䝟 㦂㲸䌃䎡 䆗㜡㦾㩆䉮

㰲㩆䎻㜡䣺䉮䉮 㰲䌃㜡䎡㤱䎻䲅䲅㜡㰏㰲㩆 㩆㰲㩆㕎㤱㕖㕎㜡䎻䐒㲸 㜡㤱䣺䣺㲸䐒㩆’ 䱰㕎䊫䎻㩆㩆㲸㜡䎻