The car door opened and several Westerners in suits walked down.
The leader walked to Ye Hao, looked him up and down a few times, and said lightly: "Mr. Ye, my marquis invites you to talk about it."
"Marquis? Marquis in White?"
Ye Hao looked indifferent, but he did not refuse, but went directly to Rolls-Royce Cullinan.
Soon, after driving for half an hour, we arrived at the edge of a desert in the suburbs outside the Forbidden City.
At the front, hundreds of people stood with their hands down, and the ones standing in the middle were Xue Ying's father, Baiyi Hou, and Xue Mubai.
He carried his hands on his back and looked at the desert in front of him, and the white windbreaker on his body roared in the wind and sand.
Not far behind him, the old man who was suspected to be a war god in the fighting nation raised his head and looked at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Mr. Ye, please."
The man in the suit made a gesture, but he did not mean to bring Ye Hao closer.
However, the eyes of hundreds of men around him fell on Ye Hao in an instant.
These people's eyes were full of brilliance, and they were obviously people who had been on the battlefield.
Ordinary people are afraid of being watched by them.
Ye Hao didn't feel anything at all, but walked forward indifferently and walked ten steps away from the White-Clothed Marquis.
At this time, the old man who had been looking up at the sky suddenly lowered his head and his eyes fell on Ye Hao, with a bit of warning.
Ye Hao didn't care, but continued to move forward until he reached the point where he stood side by side with Xue Mubai, and stopped.
This scene made the old man's pupils shrink. Just as he was about to step forward, he saw Xue Mubai wave his hand casually.
"Marquis Baiyi, I don't know what to come to me for here?"
Ye Hao spoke casually, without deliberately paying attention or holding on.
The white-clothed Marquis Xue Mubai seemed a little surprised, but he did not look at Ye Hao, but still looked at the desert in front of him and said lightly: "Mr. Ye, standing on the edge of this desert, I wonder what you saw?"
Ye Hao glanced casually and said, "Isn't it just the desert outside the border?"
"The desert outside the border is simple to say, but its size is unimaginable."
"A man can only know how big the world is and how small it is."
"In this vast world, people are like dust and gravel in the desert outside the Great Wall, not worth mentioning."
Xue Mubai spoke slowly, with a hint of emotion in his words.
Then, he slowly turned around, looked at Ye Hao, and said, "Just like you, Young Master Ye."
"Although there are some small names outside the border."
"But in the whole Great Xia and the whole world, no matter how outstanding you are, it is just a little better-looking dust and gravel in this desert."
"A gust of wind and sand will never be found again."
Ye Hao smiled and said, "Although Marquis of Baiyi is a military man, he never thought he would have such a deep study of philosophy."
"I think even if you don't become this marquis, you can still be a lecturer or professor in colleges and universities."
"At least you won't starve to death."
"presumptuous!"
Hearing this, the suspected old man of the God of War yelled.
Xue Mubai glanced at him and signaled him not to speak. Then he looked at Ye Hao and said, "Mr. Ye, everyone is smart. Is it meaningful to pretend to be stupid at this time?"
"Or, you have to let me make it clear and make it clear, so you will be willing to do it?"
Ye Hao said lightly without comment: "Then you can understand, right?"