138: Ten miles of long streets, congratulations for you

In the General's Residence of the Federation, Leaf Yanan, the highest authority, had a complex expression on his wrinkled face.

"Is it really going to be like this?"

What Zhuge Lingyun, the Martial Emperor, said was not as simple as falling out of the Five Great Families!

It was dismemberment, it was the banishment of everyone to the frontier!

Zhuge Lingyun, however, nodded indifferently and said, "Just like this!"

At this, the Zhuge family members, led by Zhuge Yingyao, were all stunned.

Zhuge Yingyao even shouted in a daze, "Father! Father!"

"No!"

"Our Zhuge family has stood in the Imperial Capital for so many years; to fall just like that... if the Old Ancestors knew, they wouldn't rest in peace even in the underworld!"

Originally, Zhuge Lingyun thought that no matter what this unfilial son said, his heart would remain calm, because he had already completely lost hope.

But he just had to mention the Old Ancestors!

This made his anger uncontrollable, erupting completely: "You scoundrel!"

"How do you still have the face to mention the Old Ancestors!?"

"We are the Zhuge family!"

"We are the Martial Marquis Family!"

"We are the Dragon of the Federation and even the entire Human Race!"

"So many people place their hopes on our Zhuge family because they believe in the surname Zhuge, because our ancestors have never disappointed people!"

"What about you!? What about you all!"

"Aren't you ashamed enough?"

Seeing Zhuge Lingyun's thunderous rage, all the Zhuge family members were truly panicked this time.

Banishment to the frontier for fifty years!

What does fifty years mean?

How many people present could live for fifty years? Even if their lifespan was long enough, how many could survive the slaughter by the alien races?

It was a time of peace now, but once war broke out, these people would inevitably be pushed to the very front!

This one sentence from the Old Ancestor would not only make their extravagant lives disappear but also put their lives in danger!

"No, no, no..." Zhuge Yingyao shook his head frantically and said, "This is a society ruled by law now!"

"It's not a clan society, I'm applying for legal aid!"

"Right, I want legal aid!"

Not just him, but the other Family members behind him also nodded continuously, as if grasping at a life-saving straw.

But Zhuge Lingyun's eyes completely dimmed.

He finally left a sentence: "Do as you please."

"But I want to remind you, what you did was child abuse, and there are thousands of pieces of evidence. It's an extremely serious offense. Go check the consequences yourselves."

After speaking, Zhuge Lingyun floated away, flying towards the Leader's Residence to reminisce with Leaf Yanan. He really didn't want to see these people anymore.

But his last words made the Zhuge family members panic again.

Is it true or false?

This could be checked online, and the answer was... death penalty, immediate execution!

Since the resurgence of Qi, humanity's protection of the next generation of children had reached an unprecedented height, because the future lay with these young flowers.

So, if they really followed legal procedures, none of them would survive!

They would all die!

Zhuge Yingyao was completely despairing, finally falling backward to the ground, unconscious, unable to face this reality.

On the other side, Zhuge Tianming had already gathered with Xiao Fan and the others. Little Five had merged into his body. He had not only obtained the Eight Gates Formation but also some other things, waiting to divide the spoils when they returned!

The group walked along a winding path, and throughout the journey, Zhuge Tianming kept his head down, his eyes empty.

Little Five's comfort was useless. Although he hated his Family, they were ultimately his blood relatives. Zhuge Tianming wasn't bad; he was just pushed to his limit.

The raging fire behind them had already extinguished. Tonight's madness ended, and the deep night was as black as ink. The warm yellow streetlights illuminated a bit of the path ahead, but Zhuge Tianming felt a bone-chilling cold all over.

His world was deathly silent, with only the somewhat harsh footsteps of a few people.

At this moment, the few people walked around the corner of the alley and arrived at a wide pedestrian street. The street stretched endlessly, and the shops on both sides were all closed.

Suddenly, Xiao Fan stopped, his pupils contracting abruptly. Not only him, but Ling Tianlei and Wang Qingtian did the same.

Zhuge Tianming, who hadn't paid attention, bumped into Xiao Fan's back and asked blankly, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Fan didn't respond; he was immersed in shock and stupor.

Zhuge Tianming subconsciously adjusted his black-rimmed glasses and also looked up confusedly.

The scene of the street came into view.

With just one glance, the eyes behind the glasses instantly became moist. Zhuge Tianming covered his mouth, unable to believe what he saw before him, his mouth slightly open, choking back tears as he retreated.

The pedestrian street, which was already closed for the night, at this early hour, usually only had a few snack stalls open, providing late-night food for diners.

But at this moment, the pedestrian street was brightly lit.

On the ten-mile long street that stretched endlessly, there were dense crowds of people, men and women, filling the entire street like a long Dragon.

The blue light support sign, unique to Zhuge Tianming, illuminated this lonely night. The blue light shone on his incomparably handsome face, and the tears that suddenly streamed down his profile were clear and touching.

No one spoke in the entire place, but everyone was smiling.

The leader of the support group at the very front held a huge light sign with five large characters written in a cute font.

"You Are Never Alone!"

These simple five words instantly shattered all of Zhuge Tianming's psychological defenses.

He couldn't control himself, squatting down and taking off his glasses, his trembling hands tightly covering his face, yet still unable to stop the continuous flow of tears.

Suddenly, a male voice came from somewhere.

"He looked super cool dancing just now!"

"Go, Fated Apostle!"

"Go!"

"Go!!!"

This instantly stirred up a thousand waves, and shouts like a mountain tsunami once again woke up the people who had just fallen asleep by the street.

They were exasperated and wanted to rush out and curse, having just been startled by an explosion that almost gave them a heart attack.

Now this again!

Do you know you're disturbing the peace?

But seeing the blue-haired young man squatting in the center of the crowd, they thought better of it.

And, with those impassioned shouts, those people who were originally unconcerned were actually moved by this emotion. Their sleepiness faded, and they stood by the window, lighting a cigarette, with dark circles under their eyes, looking at the young man surrounded by blue light in the middle, feeling a surge of emotion.

Those young people who supported the future of the Human Race had carried a heavy mission and immense pressure since childhood.

Even the stories they experienced were so touching.

Today, he could still sit here, wearing a warm bathrobe, leisurely enjoying the moonlight and smoking a cigarette, all because these people were carrying the burden forward!

Can't curse this Family, change to the next!

At this moment, in the street, a slightly tired middle-aged woman rushed out like a madwoman. On her beautiful face, wrinkles were appearing, but they still couldn't hide her elegant and peerless eyes, nor could they hide the maternal love that almost overflowed from them.

Someone saw this scene and quickly went to stop her, because sensible people knew that Zhuge Tianming needed to calm down now.

Until the woman shrieked like a scream.

"Tianming!"

Zhuge Tianming suddenly looked up, staring at the person in front of him, and murmured in a daze, "Mother..."

At this moment, his dim eyes gradually lit up with a faint glow. The white of destiny appeared vividly in his dark pupils, but it didn't turn completely pale; it actually took on a shape.

In those beautiful pupils, white crosses were captivating.

The Demon War God, who was soaking his feet and watching a soap opera with his wife, was full of impatience, thinking, "This 'I love you, you love me' stuff, it's been thousands of years, why do people still like to watch it?"

While grumbling, his body suddenly jolted, and he abruptly turned to look out the huge floor-to-ceiling window, his gaze falling on the ten-mile long street, dazzling with blue light.

"Damn it..."

"Did he really get the hand?"

"What did this generation of people grow up eating?"

"No, others can't get it; they can only get it because they followed my son-in-law!"

"My son-in-law is the awesome one."