Didn't get to eat pig head, nor elephant leg.
Getting tricked into this ghostly place is bad enough, but I also had to watch someone transform!
Huai Shi felt hurt.
If it were an ordinary person, Huai Shi would have already bashed his brains out, but after carefully observing the solemn Frost Father in front of him, Huai Shi decided to speak calmly.
"I say... can't you just let me go?"
"Sorry, no." Vladimir shook his head, his old voice overlapping with another: "If you're willing to surrender, we could talk about cooking, as long as you don't try to leave..."
"So it's not negotiable?" Huai Shi sighed.
"There's no choice, after all, money's involved."
Vladimir sighed, raising his hand. In his hand, the dazzling light of Gold appeared, forming a handle, then a long and sharp Horse Knife extended out from the handle.
"Wait a minute!"
Huai Shi suddenly raised his hand, gritting his teeth: "How much did your employer pay you? I'll give double!"
Vladimir was startled, then overjoyed.
"Really? Oh, that's great, if possible, I don't want to kill Miss Huaizhi either!" He grinned, counting on his fingers: "One billion, three hundred million US dollars, double that is two billion, six hundred million. With that, I can even return thirty million extra to the boss as breach of contract fee..."
"..."
Huai Shi's smile gradually stiffened.
Soon, he lowered his eyes helplessly.
Two billion, six hundred million?
It's hard enough for Huai Shi to scrape together twenty million!
Besides, Amber that annoying little sister's money hasn't even arrived yet! Where would I get so much money to hire this guy? With that money, wouldn't it be better to buy a fighter jet?!
"Forget it." He interrupted Vladimir, then raised the Blade of Resent.
"You might as well kill me—"
Or, I'll kill you!
In an instant, flames as fierce as frost rose from Huai Zhisu!
At the moment the Hand of Confinement activated, the Forge Furnace's fire burst out, continuously pulling in the stray blood light from the air, running with a roar like an engine.
The divine nature of Soloist emerged from the darkness of the Buried Sacred Place.
In that moment, under the contrast of darkness and fierce flames, Miss Huaizhi's lips curved into a mocking smile.
Shameful to say... here, he's on home turf!
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In the vast Glazed Palace, countless bloody colors flowed between the walls.
In this Demon Realm, everything was ceaselessly emitting an irresistible negative Source Substance, corroding everything.
The moment Amber realized, she instinctively reached to the side.
She grasped at empty air.
The originally nearby Zhenxi had already disappeared, thrown somewhere unknown...
Got played!
That Old Jiujing bastard, he panicked like a cornered dog!
And at this moment... when Li Jian Zheng Ping and Li Jian Zhen Xi were engaged in a Chef Demon duel, catching everyone off guard.
If I think in a worse direction, maybe my brother who's been studying overseas for years... is already siding with Old Jiujing!
In the silence, a crisp sound suddenly came.
The ringing of a telephone.
Right in the center of the palace.
An unexpectedly appearing dark green old-fashioned phone booth, within its narrow space, a phone was hanging, continuously emitting a ringing sound that's hard to tell whether it's piercing or crisp.
Constantly ringing.
Full of patience.
Until Amber pushed the door open, reached out, picked up the receiver, and put it to her ear.
"Who is it?"
Amber coldly asked: "Let me guess... is it my dear brother, Mr. Zheng Ping?"
"Long time no see, Amber."
A hoarse, deep male voice on the other side of the phone responded: "It's me."
"Then can you tell me what exactly you did?" Amber asked coldly: "Kindly tell me, what role did my dear brother play in the destruction of the Li Jian family?"