"Even if you say so, I still donât believe that Zhang Yiming will become that kind of brutal Zombie Emperor you mentioned in the future."
Bai Zhengxuan still wore a look of disbelief.
Zhang Yiming, with his model student and excellent class monitor appearance, was truly liked by teachers.
How could anyone believe he would become the big villain in a novel?
Especially the kind that destroys the world and humanity.
"Itâs a fact, weâve seen it with our own eyes, and if you donât stop it, youâll see a hellish future."
Middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan knew that his past self might not accept it.
If he didnât know Zhang Yiming was the Zombie Emperor, he wouldnât believe that the good student-looking Zhang Yiming could be so brutal.
But facts are facts, he had no choice but to believe them.
Meanwhile, middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan felt a bit speechless.
His past self was really stubborn and pig-headed.
Really wanted to give himself a good beating.
But he was afraid that his past body couldnât withstand such a beating, and if it really killed him, heâd be at a loss.
Held back.
"Are you just talking nonsense? No matter what you say, I still donât believe it." Bai Zhengxuan picked his nose and rolled his eyes, "Heâs a good student!"
Even though Bai Zhengxuan had never seen Zhang Yimingâs report card, just relying on his intuition after being a teacher for decades, he could still easily recognize the appearance of a good student.
"He is indeed a brutal Zombie Emperor. If you donât believe it, thereâs nothing I can do, but he must die."
Middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan no longer looked at his stubborn past self, his eyes firm.
For the future of his family, the future world must be beautiful, and all potential hellish existences must be eradicated.
"Youâre truly stubborn!" Bai Zhengxuan looked at his future self and rolled his eyes again, "If I say heâs a good student, then he definitely is. If you donât believe it, we can bet."
"Bet on what?"
Middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to punch the face in front of him.
Alright, alright, just consider my past self as âyoung and vigorousâ!
"If Zhang Yiming doesnât become that kind of Zombie Emperor in the future, then you win." Bai Zhengxuan squinted his eyes and smiled, "And if Zhang Yiming does become that kind of brutal Zombie Emperor, then curse my future self to be eaten, as a price for failing to see clearly."
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Bai Family: ...
This curse sounds quite powerful, middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan was speechless after hearing it.
"Forget it, believe it or donât." Middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan decided not to argue further with Bai Zhengxuan.
Truly âyoung and vigorousâ, not understanding how peopleâs hearts can eventually change.
"Grandpa, will Zhang Yiming really become such a Zombie Emperor in the future?" Bai Xiqin frowned, still not quite believing it.
"Of course he will."
"No, he wonât."
Middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan and Bai Zhengxuan spoke simultaneously.
The same person, but they expressed entirely different meanings.
One with white hair, from the present.
One with black hair, from the future.
"Letâs leave it at that! Weâll talk about future matters in the future." Bai Xiqin smiled.
Perhaps because of some event, Zhang Yiming might become a brutal Zombie Emperor.
The event hasnât happened yet, so itâs too early to judge.
The trajectory of this life has already changed; perhaps Zhang Yiming will change too.
Middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan silently glanced at the beaming Bai Xiqin, not refuting.
His heart still firmly believed that Zhang Yiming would pose a threat to all of humanity in the future, but he didnât say it out loud.
He could argue with anyone, except he didnât want to bruise Bai Xiqinâs pride.
If his granddaughter thinks this way, so be it.
Whatâs said has already been said.
Middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan subtly glanced at Bai Anhai, noticing his pensive expression, knowing that his words had already had an effect.
If one day he and middle-aged Liu Jing are corrected by the world, he believes his son will know what to do.
He understands his son, who appears scholarly and prefers reasoning.
Actually, when it comes to protecting family, he can be unscrupulous and abandon all principles.
Maybe his past self and Xiao Niu wouldnât believe what he says, but Xiao Hai certainly will.
This is the unique rationality of a lawyer.
Bai Anhaiâs eyes deepened, his fingers slightly tightened, and he had already made a decision in his heart.
If one day Zhang Yiming really does something to destroy the base or harm his family, he will certainly take action.
Despite only being a Third Rank Superpower User and Zhang Yiming being the Zombie Emperor.
As a lawyer, he never relied on force, but on his mind.
As long as he wants to protect his family, he will stop at nothing.
Even if his opponent is the Zombie Emperor, as long as they dare to harm his family, he will not let them off easily.
"I think we have other things to do, so letâs really leave this time." Middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan smiled at the silent Bai Anhai.
"Arenât you going to stay with us?"
Bai Xiqin suddenly grabbed middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan and middle-aged Liu Jingâs arms, her eyes filled with reluctance.
Having finally met future grandparents, she really wanted to live with them.
"We really have very important things to handle. If one day everything is resolved, then weâll rely on Xiao Hai for our retirement."
Middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan fondly ruffled Bai Xiqinâs hair, looking reluctantly at the Bai Family.
At this moment, he really wanted to kill his past self and take his place.
"Alright!"
Bai Anhai didnât say anything, just responded faintly, but his gaze was exceptionally firm.
Middle-aged Liu Jing was also reluctant to part with everyone, but still decided to leave.
The organization is becoming more powerful, and if allowed to continue, the consequences would be unimaginable.
This goodbye is for the better future survival of his family.
Bai Xiqin felt reluctant in her heart, but seeing their determined faces, she knew she couldnât keep them, so she just held their arms with unwillingness.
Staying a little longer was nice too.
"Take good care of Xiao Niu." Middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan looked seriously at Leng Yebai, "Remember, you must take good care of her."
Donât let her be caught by that organizationâs people.
Donât repeat past mistakes.
"Rest assured."
Leng Yebai nodded heavily, his fingers slightly clenching.
His eyes flashed with the scenes from his dreams, and a faint killing intent flashed in his eyes.
"Alright, weâre leaving now."
Middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan smiled, gently prying Bai Xiqinâs fingers loose, and turned to leave with middle-aged Liu Jing toward the car door.
"Wait!"
Bai Zhengxuan suddenly stepped forward, placing a solemn hand on middle-aged Bai Zhengxuanâs shoulder.
"What is it?"
Middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan glanced back at Bai Zhengxuanâs serious face, thinking that his past self wasnât too stupid after all.
Seems like he wants to ask about the Zombie Emperor.
It appears that his past had a little bit of rationality.
Thinking about this, middle-aged Bai Zhengxuanâs expression softened a lot. His past self wasnât entirely stubborn.
"I just wanted to ask, now that youâve become so youngâhow many pig trotters can you eat in one meal?"
Bai Zhengxuanâs serious face suddenly turned lecherous, his fingers rubbing together, his eyes glittering.
Now that heâs become younger, his appetite must be great too!
He just wants to know, in his prime, how many pig trotters he could eat in one meal, to provide himself with unlimited motivation for improving his superpower in the future.
Pig trotters are his source of happiness in enhancing his superpower.
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Bai Family: ...