Chapter 89: Inheritance (Part 2)

A gust of wind blew.

More than a dozen journalists carrying various camera equipment walked in from behind the gate and took a photo at Li Piff and Xu Le on the stage. The flash lights lit up from time to time, making Xu Le's eyes narrower even more, so he almost couldn't hold the right hand that the War God had condescendingly stretched over.

Holding the old man's somewhat cold and extremely wide palm, Xu Le looked back at the camera like a puppet. From the logos of those camera lenses, he found that he was qualified to enter the Philadelphia courtyard and photographed the scene were the largest news media, including the Capital Special Administrative Region Daily and News Channel.

He recognized the famous reporter from the news channel, the Wood reporter from the Capital Special Administrative Region Daily, and even saw Bai Zeming among these news reporters. This guy who has been among the top directors in the federal for filming the documentary "Seven Groups", actually came in person today.

The expressions on the reporters' faces were very strange, and no one greeted Xu Le. Including Bai Zeming, this guy didn't even squeeze his eyes.

There were no interviews or questions, the reporters just took photos in silence, choosing the best angle, and making sure to take pictures to the best. This collective silence actually caused the scene, which should be noisy, to gradually create a solemn and solemn atmosphere with a little fanatic atmosphere.

Perhaps it is because these reporters are very clear about what the pictures taken today have for the entire Federation and even for history.

In the courtyard of Philadelphia, on the stone steps, there is the war god Li Phifu and Colonel Xu Le.

They are shaking hands.

This is inheritance.

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"I have another question, why... would you like to tell me the story of that year in such detail?"

"Because, perhaps in the near future, there are many similar clichés about to happen, so I hope you can learn something from this previous story."

This is the last conversation between the two before Xu Le bids farewell to the old man. He doesn't know what the cliché story might happen in the future. He is shocked and walks out of the manor along the small bluestone path in the rice fields and the fish pond. Then he is shocked to find that the person who sent him out of the hospital is General Li Zaidao.

"I... I really feel a little flattered today."

Xu Le looked at General Li Zaidao beside him and explained nervously that when the chairman of the Federal Joint Staff Conference was about to be replaced, he thought General Li Zaidao would definitely stay in the Capital Special Administrative Region, but he did not expect that the other party would return to Philadelphia. After a little inference, he knew who the other party was coming for.

Regarding this general who is full of scholarly demeanor, who is sandwiched between the war god Li Pifu and Li Feng, and who is low-key, the words "Plainful" by Xu Le not only refer to the other party's special trip to accompany him, but also because of the scenes taken by the reporter before.

The glory of the Li family in Philadelphia is the medal that Li Puli, a military god, won by three generations of the military god Li, who fought for the bloody battles of the Federation from generation to generation. He thought to himself what virtue and why could he take away the inheritance pride that should belong to Li Zaidao or Li Feng like this?

"I don't know very well what kind of person my uncle is, but I think some of his thoughts are very interesting. Sometimes things like Guanghui are indeed a forced pressure." General Li Zaidao smiled gently and said, "I have been in poor health since I was a child and cannot bear this pressure, so I had to pass the pressure to Li Feng."

"Li Feng left home to join the army at the age of twelve, fought and killed people, and tried hard to train every second. Why? It was to preserve the glory of the Li family, and this was actually a kind of harm to his life."

Facing the slowly falling sunset in the west, General Li Zaidao looked at him and said gently: "So I have always felt a strong sense of guilt towards him. If you can take this pressure away from this family, I would like to thank you from the bottom of my heart."

Xu Le's lips and tongue were a little dry. He understood that General Li Zaidao was not pretentious. Thinking of the thing Zou Yu mentioned, he said heavily: "I'm sorry."
Chapter completed!