There are heroes in this world. They firmly believe that "the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility." They want to help the world and do things that ordinary people cannot do.

There are mortals in this world who work diligently and honestly to do their best, complete their work, and pursue their own happiness.

In Yasuo's view, heroes are certainly respectable, but mortals are equally lovely.

But...in addition to these two, there is another kind of people who have high aspirations, but have low ambitions. They have no idea of ​​their own abilities, and they think they are the best in the world.

The monks of Shangzan are such people.

In fact, when the Noxians invaded and Yasuo began to work hard to build a united front, speculators were everywhere - including the Kinkou, and some people even provided help to the Volunteers overtly and covertly.

For these people, no matter what their purpose is, Yasuo is always grateful - although he vaguely feels that Master Kushuo is indulging in the restraint on his disciples and seems to be brewing some plan, but regardless of his intentions, Yasuo

Suo is still very willing to cooperate with the people of the Kinkou Sect.

But unfortunately, these idiot monks in Shangzan are completely different.

You can join the Volunteer Army, or you can be a mascot to boost morale, but you cannot push the Shangzan Volunteer Army into a dangerous position for the sake of your own ambitions!

The food is not the problem, the problem is that you know your food, but you still want to show it off and give it away!

Even though Yasuo looked like "I've planned it all" when facing Irelia, he was really panicking in his heart - he and Li Sin just knew each other and had chatted with each other.

He is really not 100% sure whether the blind boy in the future can master the power of the Dragon Spirit...

If he had known earlier that Dugall was going to attack Sirana Monastery, Yasuo would have mobilized people to support him. It was because of those pig teammates that he had to come alone, risking himself to be burned blind, and choose

Use the power of the Dragon Spirit as your trump card against Noxus!

That's right, Yasuo has already thought about it. If he can't, he will bear the power of the dragon spirit. The worst thing he can do in the future is not to call out "Hasa" before drawing the sword, but to call out "some gay guy to unzip my pants".

Okay, just kidding, Yasuo would not take the initiative to bear the power of the Dragon Spirit unless absolutely necessary. Although he was sure of saving his life, the consequences were unpredictable after all.

Let's wait for Li Qing to come back.

As for how to teach the pig teammates a lesson and give encouragement to the Shang Zan Volunteer Army...

This is really simple, just one word, hit!

Find out who is the most famous here, and then come to slap him in the face - within two days, Yasuo repeated the above process twenty times.

Logically speaking, with Yasuo's status, he shouldn't do something as degrading as a face-to-face slap - but Yasuo himself really lacks the pursuit of power. At least for now, he has absolutely no regard for the leader of Ionia.

Thought, if I lose my status, I will lose my status, and I will drag you with me.

Let’s see if I’m embarrassed because I bullied the kids, or I’m embarrassed by the “warrior monk” who was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he couldn’t see anyone.

At the beginning, the Shangzan crowd was furious, just because Yasuo's identity made it difficult to get angry. However, as more and more monks were beaten, the volunteers gradually realized that each of these names was more resounding than the last.

Guy...it seems like that's all there is to it?

The reputation of the monks began to decline sharply - they themselves had little ability, they were just quick-talkers and proficient in business exchanges. When it came to real combat effectiveness, they were really lackluster.

As for saying "proper command" and the like... Come on, who doesn't know that the Shangzan Volunteers are all commanded by Irelia alone. When she says to charge, everyone rushes, and when she says to withdraw, everyone withdraws.

Once the monks' coats are torn off, they are just a bunch of bad brothers - violence is not always easy to use, but the flatter the organization, the easier it is to use violence in an organization with a simple structure.

Yasuo cut off his own face, and also swollen the faces of the monks. While these self-proclaimed monks lost their prestige, it also severely dampened the fighting enthusiasm of the Shangzan volunteers.

This kind of bad food abuse has even made many people think, "Give me the shit, I want to go home."

And at this time, it was Irelia's turn to appear - she used her unique affinity to calm the restless volunteers. After all, Yasuo is now the most famous person in Ionia, and there is no shame in being unable to defeat him.

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In this way, with the tacit understanding of the two red-faced men, the morale of the Shangzan Volunteer Army finally returned to a relatively normal level.

……………………

Lying quietly under the maple tree in Irelia's small yard, Yasuo was really tired.

I thought I could vent my anger by beating up the monks this time, but in the system interface, the mission progress of [Twenty-Four Bridges on a Bright Moon Night] is still 0%...

It would take several days for Li Sin to reach Shangzan, and Duqal's army had not yet been fully assembled - as the latecomer, Yasuo was now free.

Yasuo, who had nothing to do, just practiced shakuhachi silently in this small yard. What if a special mission came out and another BGM module?

It's almost dusk, and the sunset is glowing.

In Shangzan, where the climate is relatively cold, although it is already the spring season, the maple leaves in the yard are still bright red - the sunset glow and the maple leaves are intertwined. When Irelia came back, she seemed to see Yasuo leaning on

The sky is filled with red clouds.

Yasuo's shakuhachi skills can only be said to be his first glimpse. He stumbled on the song "Sea of ​​Spring", but Toothless next to him slowly swung his tail very humiliatingly, and his big eyes completely narrowed.

, looking completely enjoying it.

Not wanting to break this scene, Irelia was outside the courtyard gate, quietly waiting for Yasuo to finish playing the song.

After the song ended, Yasuo noticed Irelia returning.

"Everyone is in a good mood." He put down the Shakuhachi with some embarrassment, "I'm... not very good at it yet."

"I've heard that Mr. Yasuo is an amazing suona master." Irelia rarely saw Yasuo like this and narrowed her eyes with a smile, "I didn't expect you to start practicing shakuhachi now."

"It's just a personal hobby." Yasuo couldn't say that it was easier to fake the shakuhachi, so he simply passed the blame to his own master, "Elder Soma is best at the shakuhachi. This is also a legacy."

""Sea of ​​Spring", right?" Irelia's eyes were clear, and she seemed to see Yasuo's excuse, "Do it again, I will dance with you."

Without waiting for Yasuo to respond, Irelia had already taken off the red silk from her waist, tied it neatly around her wrist, and smiled as she showed off the silk dance.

Seeing Irelia's face full of expectations, Yasuo smiled and shook his head, and finally picked up the Shakuhachi.

Under the red sunset, the small courtyard was also red - amidst the simple and desolate shakuhachi sound, the red-faced girl waved the red silk on her wrist.

Although the harsh winter has gone, I still don’t know the flowers,

It's too late for the willow trees to bloom before spring arrives.

The red maple must reflect the red glow,
Chapter completed!