latelenovela Chapter 470 Becoming a little trembling
Chapter 470 Becoming a little trembling
"What do you mean?" Su Ming asked in a deep voice, with an imperceptible tremor in his tone.
Zheng Yaoxian didn't answer immediately, but instead stared at him silently, his eyes growing ever deeper. "Do you feel that all your decisions are your own?"
Su Ming clenched his fists, his eyes never leaving Zheng Yaoxian. "I know what you want to say, but I don't want to hear it. Every step I take is my own." His voice was steady and resolute.
"Really?" Zheng Yaoxian sneered. "You think every move you make is your own decision? Do you know that when you first joined this organization, we had already arranged your entire future? Even some of your decisions were part of our pre-planned chess game. You're just a pawn in this game."
Su Ming's heart trembled violently, and a flash of lightning flashed through his mind. He felt an unprecedented impact, and something in his heart began to waver. All his beliefs, all his persistence, seemed to be shattered and destroyed at this moment.
Zheng Yaoxian looked at him, his eyes calm, but his tone ruthless. "You're just a tool, Su Ming. All the training you've gone through, every mission you've undertaken, has been leading up to this day. You think you're in control, but in truth, you've never been truly free."
An indescribable sense of oppression seemed to permeate the air. Su Ming felt his head grow increasingly heavy, as if all his emotions and memories had erupted in that instant, interweaving into an invisible web that entangled him deeply.
He opened his mouth, but no words came out. Every word Zheng Yaoxian said seemed to pull him back from an illusory dream to reality, a reality more cruel than any danger he had ever faced.
"You're right." Finally, Su Ming lowered his head, his voice hoarse. "I never made a choice. I simply passively accepted my fate. But, so what?" He raised his head, his eyes sharp, as if he had already made up his mind. "Since I've come this far, even if I'm just a chess piece, I have to go as far as I can. Since this has been arranged, I might as well see how far I can go in the end."
Zheng Yaoxian looked at him quietly, his eyes showing no surprise, but rather a hint of appreciation. "Good. You finally understand," he said softly, as if pleased with Su Ming's awakening. "You are no longer that confused young man."
The oppressive feeling in the air dissipated slightly, and Su Ming's mood calmed down a bit. He knew that he was standing at a new starting point, and Zheng Yaoxian before him had clearly pointed him in the right direction. Although he still couldn't fully understand the man before him, he knew that there were some things he had to do and pursue.
"So, what should we do next?" Su Ming asked, his tone calm, but his heart was in turmoil.
Zheng Yaoxian smiled softly, his eyes filled with anticipation. "Next, we will face a major upheaval together. And you, Su Ming, will be the key to that transformation. You won't just be a tool; you will become the force that turns the tide."
Su Ming stood there, gazing at Zheng Yaoxian before him, his heart agitated. Every time he spoke with Zheng Yaoxian, he felt an inexplicable tension, like standing on the edge of a cliff, the wind gently blowing, yet still leaving one with an inexplicable sense of oppression. Zheng Yaoxian's every word was a mystery, and he always managed to easily make Su Ming feel powerless.
"You said I would be the force that turned the tide." Su Ming whispered, repeating Zheng Yaoxian's words, a surge of indescribable emotion welling up within him. For years, he had fought within this organization, completing various missions, his life uncertain. But he had never truly considered his own identity, his every move seemingly guided by some unseen force. Only today, with Zheng Yaoxian's words, did he realize he had been manipulated.
"What are you thinking about?" Zheng Yaoxian's voice broke the silence again, carrying a hint of pressure that could not be ignored.
Su Ming's eyes flickered slightly, knowing he could no longer feign ignorance. His heartbeat quickened, his mind a turmoil. Zheng Yaoxian must hold some secrets that Su Ming didn't know. Whenever Su Ming tried to touch upon them, Zheng Yaoxian had always deftly avoided them or distracted him with a single word. But today, his intuition told him the time had finally come to confront them.
"You know more than I do." Su Ming finally spoke, his voice low and filled with a hint of suppressed anger. "You have been guiding me, giving me tasks and goals. You know what I will do and how I will do it, but you have never told me what you are hiding."
Zheng Yaoxian smiled faintly, seemingly unsurprised. "You finally realized it," he said calmly, his tone smooth. "You've always been a smart kid, but you always liked to pretend you knew nothing. You thought you were independent and in control of your own destiny, but in reality, you were being guided by me."
Su Ming's heart suddenly sank, as if a huge rock were pressing down on his chest. All of the past became blurred in this moment. He had once believed that every decision he made was his own. But now, he began to wonder if everything had been planned, and he was just a pawn, a piece being manipulated.
"What do you know?" Su Ming's voice became a little trembling, and the fear and anger in his heart intertwined, as if they would burst out at any time.
Zheng Yaoxian didn't answer immediately, but simply stared at him quietly, a complex glint in his eyes. That look, like looking at an actor who already knew the ending, carried a hint of helplessness and profound meaning. "You know, Su Ming," Zheng Yaoxian said slowly. "You've always known, but you just didn't want to face it. You've been running away, avoiding your true identity, avoiding your true mission."
Su Ming's heart pounded violently, as if driven by a powerful urge to demand more truth, but he suddenly found himself unable to speak. His throat was dry, as if blocked by something. Everything in the past, all the missions, all the choices, seemed meaningless. He had always believed he was fighting for a goal, but now he realized that he was just a chess piece, and everything was predetermined.