People in Douluo, Wuhun Devil Fruit

"I won't let you succeed!" Tang San gritted his teeth, he would never allow anyone to disrupt his plan. "I want everyone to know that I am thinking about them! I want them to choose whether to believe me or not!" Tang San already had a plan in mind. He wanted to make his plan public and let the people know why he did this. Tang San's mood had calmed down, and he decided to go to Xue Qinghe early tomorrow morning. He was going to hold a national division conference in Tiandou Square, and he wanted to let the people know his determination!

He came directly to the Tiandou Palace,

It was already late at night, but the lights in the palace were brightly lit. Xue Qinghe was sitting in the imperial study room at this time. His face was pale and he looked very similar to Xue Ye before, as if he was seriously ill.

"Tang Guoshi, cough cough cough, why are you coming to see me so late?" Xue Qinghe asked in surprise when he saw Tang San coming late at night. Tang San said solemnly, "Your Majesty, I am going to hold a conference of national teachers. I want everyone to understand that I am doing this for their sake!"

"For their sake?" Xue Qinghe was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Tang San meant.

Tang San nodded and roughly explained what he was going to say at the National Master Conference. Xue Qinghe became more and more surprised as he listened. He looked at Tang San with an expression full of disbelief.

"National Master, are you sure you want to face this alone, ahem, in front of the crowd?" Xue Qinghe asked in a deep voice.

Tang San nodded again. Although it was risky for him to do so, he believed that the people would understand his painstaking efforts. Xue Qinghe did not speak. After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke, "If you think the people can accept all this, then do what you want."

After receiving Xue Qinghe's support, Tang San suddenly felt confident. He left the palace directly and began to prepare for tomorrow's National Masters Conference.

Soon, word spread that the National Master Conference would be held in Tiandou Square three days later. Anyone could come here to participate. The National Master could accept criticism from anyone and would not pursue it.

Three days passed quickly. In the early morning of this day, countless people had gathered in Tiandou Square, surrounding the entire Tiandou Square. They seemed to have come here spontaneously, wanting to see what the new Imperial Master was like. What a sacred place.

Soon, a figure appeared on the high platform of the square,

It was a young man, wearing a green robe, with long hair shawl, handsome appearance, and bright eyes. As soon as he appeared, the originally noisy square suddenly became much quieter, and countless pairs of eyes focused on him.

"I am Tang San. I have called you all here today because I want to talk to you about something from my heart." Tang San stood on the high platform and looked calmly at the people below.

After hearing Tang San's words, the people immediately started talking. They didn't expect that the national master they had arranged and insulted would actually stand here and explain all this to them.

Tang San continued, "Our Tiandou Empire has always been oppressed by the Wuhun Empire. They regard themselves as the overlords of the Douluo Continent and oppress us. The reason why we want to go to war is not that I want a war, but that the Wuhun Empire The Soul Empire has threatened our survival."

At this point, Tang San's eyes became sharp, "I am not a person who likes war, but I understand that only through war can we achieve true peace. I am not doing it for myself, but for ours." Country, for our people.”

The people's discussion gradually stopped. They looked at Tang San. Although they were still a little confused, they all wanted to hear what Tang San would say next.

"I know there are a lot of rumors about me now. I don't want to defend anything. I just want to tell you that everything I do is for our country. It is helpless for us, the Tiandou Empire, to go to war with the Wuhun Empire. If we had other options, we wouldn’t want war.”

Tang San looked at the people below and continued, "I know that many people do not understand what I am doing, and even misunderstand me. But I want to tell you that I am not afraid. Because I know that history will prove everything. Our country needs peace and development, and only through this war can we achieve true peace."

"Stop coming! That's easy to say. You are not the one who goes to the battlefield to kill the enemy!"

A stout middle-aged man shouted loudly. He had a full beard and several scars on his face. He was tall and tall, but he spoke with an accent and sounded a bit harsh. Tang San looked at him and smiled slightly, "Brother, I understand your thoughts. But what I want to tell you is that this war is a competition between empires and a war between countries.

Every one of us is a member of this country and has the responsibility to contribute to the country. I, Tang San, am willing to devote all my efforts to our country. " At this point, Tang San's voice suddenly became passionate, "I want everyone to know that our war is not because of selfish desires, but because our country needs to survive. What we need is peace! Not a war! But we are not afraid of war either! As long as it's for the country and our people, I, Tang San, am willing to go to the battlefield in person and fight the enemy to the death! "

"You can deceive yourself with your high-sounding words. Don't even think about deceiving us. Out of all my brothers in the battalion, I am the only one who died. Originally, the war was over and I only had to serve at the border for two years before I could retire. Now, Well, if you let us go to war, I can only resign my duty as a guard here and return here," the middle-aged man roared.

After hearing the middle-aged man's story, Tang San's eyes were full of disdain. In his opinion, wasn't the middle-aged man's behavior equivalent to desertion? He showed a mocking expression and said in a contemptuous tone: "Are you afraid of the Spirit Empire? So you want to escape and become a deserter?"

"I am afraid of the hell!" The middle-aged man actually started to curse, his face flushed, looking at Tang San and continued to curse: "If I was afraid, I would not have directly served as a border guard. I have killed more enemies in the past ten years than you have ever seen. What I hate most is a high-sounding guy like you, who says one thing and does another. If you are really so courageous, don't eat abalone and drink nectar every day here. You should have gone to the battlefield in person and fought the Spirit Empire to the death. Don't be so passionate and high-sounding here, disgusting!"

"Do you know why I came back? Because I promised those brothers to take good care of their families. My life was exchanged for the lives of those brothers on the battlefield! You can say that I am a coward, but I am definitely not a deserter!"

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