Anyway, no matter which version, Zhao Ziming was abused the most, rose again, and fought back all the way to become the leader of the Zhao family.

"Forget it, it's all sad things from the past. It doesn't make sense to mention them again!"

Zhao Ziming waved his hand heavily and sighed a long time.

"I'm telling you this, I have no point in lying anymore!"

Now that things are happening, life and death are in your own control. If you lie, you are seeking death.

"I was in the Zhao family back then and I was bullied. Everyone..., including those who did chores, would come to tease me and bully me... Speaking of which, that incident was a complete coincidence. That day, I was doing chores in the kitchen, and someone came to tell me that it was the VIP room to entertain guests and asked me to send me good refreshments."

"At that time, I didn't think about anything else... After all, I had done a lot of such trivial things. Anyone with a little capital could use me at will. So, after I packed up, I passed..."

After a pause, Zhao Ziming suddenly laughed.

"But, it's because I'm not going to destroy me. I don't know what's going on. On the way, I always have an ominous premonition... I always feel that something is going to happen, so I hesitate and rush along the way, not knowing what to do, and even when I get there, I hesitate."

Sometimes, a person's sixth sense is the most effective and deadly.

After Zhao Ziming felt panic, he subconsciously slowed down and took his pace lighter.

I don’t know what happened, but at that moment, his facial features and six senses seemed to have become unprecedentedly keen.

From afar, he heard someone say-

"You must not leak it out, otherwise... the sky falls and the earth falls and the sun and the moon disappears... By then, it will not only be the descendants of your Zhao family who will suffer disasters, but the creatures of the entire gods will probably be implicated..."

Before he could listen carefully to the following words, he felt a murderous intent coming towards him.

"who!?"

With a shout, a woman rushed out of the house, and the sword in her hand was already pointing at Zhao Ziming.

Suddenly attacked, Zhao Ziming's heart dissipated, and the teacup in his hand shattered and smashed it.

Perhaps it was because of the sound of the teacup breaking shocked Zhao Ziming, and the sword in the woman's hand stopped.

Even so, Zhao Ziming was still injured in his chest and screamed and fell out.

The old patriarch also rushed over at this time. When he saw Zhao Ziming, he quickly stopped the woman.

"Auntie, let's go. This person is my little boy. His name is Zhao Ziming, not a detailed work!"

"Is that?" The woman's sword did not hold it away, but was closer, and pushed Zhao Ziming aggressively, with the tip of the sword pressing against her throat, with a cold look on her eyes: "Captain Zhao, regardless of whether he was doing it carefully or not, he heard our conversation. If it spreads..."

"I didn't hear..."

At that time, Zhao Ziming didn't know where he got the courage, so he struggled to raise his right hand.

"I can swear to the sky, I really didn't hear anything. I... I'm still outside the door, and I'm so far away, how can I hear it?"

“…”

The woman turned around and looked at the distance from behind her to the door, frowned slightly, but she had no intention of killing her.

The old patriarch also explained on the side: "Aunt, although Ziming has some cultivation, it is not worth mentioning. Moreover, my aunt has tried it just now. Her cultivation is mediocre. With such cultivation and such a distance, I am afraid I can't hear my aunt..."
Chapter completed!