"The old saying in Long Kingdom is enough to hear the truth in the morning and die in the evening. I am very glad that I can still appreciate such exquisite architectural design for the rest of my life. Even if I die, there is no regret." Professor Zeen sorted out his clothes and said calmly.

"Hmph, since you have such a request, I will definitely satisfy you." The Dark King's eyes slowly swept across Professor Zen and the students. The thick murderous aura condensed the water in the air into ice chips and fell to Professor Zen and the others. Zen tightened his clothes, and the students curled up in a ball, trembling.

The Dark King snorted coldly, turned around and brushed his sleeves to leave. At this moment, a hysterical cry came from behind.

"Dark King, please stay. I am willing to cooperate with you to modify the design plan of Hongmeng Company!" A student of Professor Zeen knelt on the ground with a thud, kowtowing to Dark King while begging.

The Dark King was stunned for a moment, then smiled proudly. He looked at Professor Zen with his eyes curled up, wanting to see an angry expression on Professor Zen's face, but Professor Zen's face was very calm.

"What I want is your teacher. You don't have the qualifications. You just need to remember that your life is killed by your beloved teacher." The Dark King said in a cold tone.

"King Dark, I am the teacher's most proud disciple. At the beginning, I was the teacher's assistant. Over the years, I have started to take care of students and have already started to form my own lines." The disciple said anxiously.

"What's your name?" asked the Dark King coldly.

"My name is Markle. I was once commented by your media as the most talented genius designer." Markle was afraid that the Dark King would not believe it, so he looked at the classmates with a desire, hoping that these classmates could testify to him, but the classmates looked at him with disgust and had regarded him as a scum who was greedy for life and feared death.

"Markel, I have heard of your name. Tiantong Company hired you to be Plath's assistant, but you rejected it. I thought you were a very noble person. Professor Zen, do you think I want to agree to his request?" The Dark King asked in a playful tone.

"Markel is right. Among all the disciples, he has the highest talent, and he is indeed noble. He is just a little scared when facing death for the first time. If you want to transform the design of Hongmeng Company, he is indeed your best candidate." Professor Zen said in a calm tone, his mood has become very calm from the initial anger.

"Don't you blame him?" Dark King looked at Professor Zen in surprise and asked.

"Everyone has his own choice. He chooses to live, and we choose to die. It is like two forks to the unknown. No one knows which road is better. As long as you make a choice, respect your truest heart, it is good. You are the same. Death will not make you great. Staying here may have the chance to realize your dreams, but if you feel that choosing to live will make your dormitory uneasy, then go with me."

After hearing what Professor Zen said, several more students immediately looked at him and knelt beside Markle, leaving only two students, who were very firmly snuggling beside Professor Zen.

Professor Zen sighed heavily, stretched out his trembling hands to help them sort out the messy hair on their heads.

The Dark King suddenly realized that Zen's expression was extremely quiet, and his eyes seemed to be filled with some kind of compassion. At that moment, it seemed that he was the one waiting to be slaughtered, and he felt inexplicably panic in his heart.

Professor Zen completed his spiritual nirvana. The Dark King suddenly felt that he had become very small in front of Zen. He felt inexplicably panic in his heart, just as if he could help him achieve perfection if he killed Professor Zen.
Chapter completed!