Chapter 41: Confronting the Southern Barbarian King Head-On

The Southern Barbarian King was even more stunned than Zhang Bi. He knew his warriors’ strength all too well—when they fought the troops stationed in Wanghai County before, it was as easy as slicing through melon. But now, Chen Mu’s army was cutting through them with the same ease, as if they were the melons. The Southern Barbarian King wanted to retreat, but if he left like this, where would his dignity go?

Zhang Bi saw through the king’s hesitation. “Your Majesty, we…”

Organs that should have been terrifying and grotesque now seemed like molded membranes, easily fitting together and fusing perfectly once more. For ordinary people, even those skilled in magic, this insidious and vicious trap would have ensnared them. Unfortunately, the opponent was Huang, one of the rare few who knew its secrets.

“It’s late; I have to go home now,” I said, turning my back. Without waiting for her reply, I strode toward the exit.

From Tang Muqing’s perspective, she naturally wanted to believe that Fang Fei acted with reason and justification. Yet it seemed Fang Fei had always been in the crew, so was the information she obtained really reliable?

Xia Chan set out immediately, resolutely abandoning the third-tier exorcist promotion contest. There was no choice—any news about his father, he couldn’t wait even a moment.

He watched the recording and saw Cheng Zhen throw the coaster, striking Xiao’er’s leg with precision and force. Cheng Zhen’s face showed no fear at all; she clearly wasn’t afraid of Xiao’er. Yet when Xiao’er approached her, she acted as though she’d been scared out of her wits.

The pile of grain finally got soaked by rain. I was out in the downpour, holding the sack open so my mother could funnel grain inside with a wooden stick. Dust from the sack stung my eyes so badly I could hardly keep them open, forcing me to turn my face away.

Yin Zhiguang, Baima Irou, and Liu Fanbai all stared at the others, utterly bewildered.

Annie, on the other hand, remained calm and composed, not shy in the least, her face radiant with happiness.

Yet the strong are always strong; skill cannot be faked. Since they are powerful, they deserve respect—this is the most basic courtesy owed to strength.

It seemed Hong Kong businessmen kept mistresses on the mainland often; could Li Chong be one of them?

He grew stronger, his power now utterly beyond human. Coupled with the heavy armor he wore, his total weight exceeded three hundred kilograms.

“Of course—a true man keeps his word. I won’t go back on it,” Zhao Hongyang said, patting his chest.

“Captain, leave it to me! Atomic Sword, transform!” Zhang Ming leapt down without using the stairs, landing directly on the ground below. Under the control of his beacon, the close-fitting armor on his body rapidly expanded.

“You have no right to bargain with me. Either become a cripple or hand it over—think carefully,” Ye Tao said with a smile, entirely without mercy.

Peng Yu, clueless about the situation, finally woke up after his sister whispered in his ear. His eyes widened in surprise as he glanced between Qiao An and Lu Yan. Without thinking, he blurted out, “Congratulations, congratulations!” Cui Cheng and Fu Yueze rubbed their foreheads in exasperation, while Xi Mumu angrily stomped on Peng Yu’s foot.

“In that case, you might as well die,” Ye Tao said coldly, raising his hand. A faint flash of lightning flickered in his palm as he struck a blow straight toward Boss You’s head.

This was not… an easy thing to do. But it was easier than letting her drown in a whirlpool of guilt and confusion.

You can be busy, or something urgent might come up, but if you’ve promised someone, and you can’t do it for the time being, you should at least let them know. To leave without a word is far too irresponsible.

The Gorgon’s strength could reach the sixth tier, but here, there were at least ten thousand of them. Such terrifying numbers—even if Poseidon was an eighth-tier evolver—he could not withstand it.