Douluo: My Soul Skills Made Tang San Cry novel Chapter 308

Chapter 308 - 308: Xue Ye’s attitude! The ultimate perfection is imperfection!

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On the surface, Xue Qinghe was gentle and courteous.

But deep down,

Qian Renxue sneered incessantly—

To think that this Emperor Xue Ye has already become like this, yet he is still so perceptive.

But his vision is indeed a bit short-sighted.

That's right.

Zhuge Lan is indeed not someone who can be easily controlled.

But you want to attack him?

That's simply wishful thinking.

It seems these guys sometimes really imagine soul masters too simply.

Do they really think their million-strong army is invincible?

Alright...

Under normal circumstances, even a Titled Douluo could indeed be worn down to death.

But unfortunately...

Zhuge Lan has the existence of a god standing behind him.

This god—even more so, is likely to directly appear and deliver a terrifying deterrent!

How could such an existence be threatened by the so-called million-strong army.

If placed on a plain where the two armies are facing each other, that's another matter.

Being in the Heaven Dou City—

—Zhuge Lan really has nothing to fear.

However...

Qian Renxue sighed quietly in her heart.

Emperor Xue Ye is about to die.

Yet he still cares about his empire, still cares about his heir.

Unlike a certain guy—

Even in his prime.

He still doesn't have...

The emotion of disappointment flashed by, Qian Renxue only felt some emotion and didn't care much.

—At least on the surface, she didn't care!

She still has a grandfather who dotes on her so much, so many elders who care for her...

Her status is respected, and her future is bright.

There's no need to make herself seem so humble for a so-called ethereal love.

In reality.

Xue Qinghe's attitude didn't change at all, seamlessly agreeing with Emperor Xue Ye's words.

—It can be said that he played his acting to the extreme...

...

Not long after.

Emperor Xue Ye returned to his palace, he looked at the throne beneath him.

This symbolizes the supreme position—but his mood was inexplicably complicated.

"Originally, I wanted to remind Qinghe to pay attention to the current situation, but I didn't expect him to pay even more attention than me."

"He also sees things more clearly than I do!"

"When he sits in this position, he will definitely do better than me, right..."

Emperor Xue Ye said as if with emotion—

But clearly, they were words of praise.

But his tone carried an indescribable feeling.

"Having such a good heir? Aren't you happy?"

"I remember you weren't someone who coveted power—weren't you always worried about the position of heir before?"

"You should be happy now!"

In the void, a hoarse voice came from the darkness.

Seeing that Emperor Xue Ye's condition was getting worse and worse, he finally couldn't help but ask his own question.

"Yes!"

"I should be happy in this situation, so why am I so anxious?"

Emperor Xue Ye sighed deeply—

"Clearly, Qinghe has no problems."

"He is humble, courteous, able to listen to other people's opinions, and has a strong grasp of the current situation."

"He is even more adept at handling government affairs..."

"Even towards his brothers and uncles who are competing with him, he can still maintain a gentle attitude..."

"Such a person is simply perfect as an heir!"

—"Then why are you?"

"Because he is too perfect!"

"So perfect that I can't feel a trace of reality..."

As Emperor Xue Ye spoke, a gleam flashed in his originally old and lifeless eyes.

"This is too wrong!"

"I also ascended to the throne as the crown prince, I don't believe that anyone in the world can do this!"