Suddenly, the sound of objects whizzing through the air was heard.
People around, amidst their joyful celebration, began to fall, struck by arrows. Immediately, troops rushed in, hacking and slashing.
At that moment, sound fully returned. Screams, cries, and the sounds of killing—everything was so clear.
Zheng Fan, sitting at the dinner table, yawned. He didn’t panic, nor did he run. After yawning, he even smiled at the baby above him.
"Is this a dream you’re having? Or am I dreaming, and you’ve entered it?"
The baby didn’t respond, but his smile gradually faded.
"You might be mistaken about one thing: I’m not afraid of this scene at all."
Having survived in this world for so long and killed so many, how could a bloody scene scare me?
At that moment, Zheng Fan sensed someone behind him.
Only a set of floating gilded armor.
"The fall of Yan’s great families begins with my Tian Family!" a voice declared.
Zheng Fan’s eyes narrowed.
The next moment, Zheng Fan suddenly saw Mo Wan’s face appear on the tabletop, like an ink drop gradually blooming on paper.
Soon, the baby’s face filled the entire tabletop. You could even say Zheng Fan was now sitting on Mo Wan’s face.
Mo Wan opened his mouth. A terrible vortex appeared below, seeming to swallow Zheng Fan whole.
Yet Zheng Fan remained seated, unperturbed, showing no signs of panic.
Even if a father is a coward, he won’t show his fear in front of his son.
Zheng Fan indeed didn’t move, but everything around him was forcibly torn apart, like a scroll being ripped and shredded, before being sucked into Mo Wan’s giant maw.
The speed of this engulfment was fantastical and abstract. Gradually, all the surrounding colors were drained away. Follow current novᴇls on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝘯𝘦𝘵
All that remained here was... a bright darkness.
Yes, black can also be bright.
Underneath Zheng Fan, the table and chairs had naturally vanished. But at his feet, a piece of candied fruit lay there.
"Ah, I’m not a lolicon..." Zheng Fan said, bending down to pick up the candied fruit. But before he could finish his sentence, he froze.
He saw a baby in denim overalls stumbling towards him, sucking its left index finger.
Unfortunately, the baby’s eyes were a bottomless, pitch-black.
But, in Zheng Fan’s eyes, he was already very cute.
The baby wobbled over to Zheng Fan, a smile on its face. Drool trickled down from the finger in its mouth.
Nothing disgusting about it; after all, that’s how babies are.
Zheng Fan offered the candied fruit to the baby’s mouth.
The baby opened its mouth and took the candied fruit.
Then, the baby turned around, stumbled a bit, and plopped down into Zheng Fan’s lap.
With a chubby little cutie in his arms, Zheng Fan couldn’t help but hug him.
He lowered his head and kissed the top of the baby’s sparsely haired head.
The baby, tickled by the kiss, giggled.
Zheng Fan smiled too. Holding the baby, he gently swayed and said, "Even though I know you’re trying to trick me, I... I accept your attempt to win me over."
「The sky outside had already turned dark.」
"Sirs, the arrangements have been made," Xiao Yibo reported.
"Good work," Blind Bei said.
"It’s no trouble at all; it’s merely my duty."
"Alright, go get some rest."
Xiao Yibo immediately bowed and withdrew.
In the courtyard, the six Demon Kings were all seated, as if about to hold a meeting. Xiao Yibo knew very well that he wasn’t qualified to participate, let alone even listen in.
"Mr. Chen has left," Blind Bei said.
"When?" A Ming asked.
"At dusk," Siniang replied. "He probably saw us bringing back so many people and guessed what we were planning."
At this moment, Fanli piped up, "He even asked me this afternoon if I needed help chopping firewood and heating water for those poor people to bathe."
"Huh?" Siniang uttered.
So, that dimwit still hadn’t figured out what was going to happen, even after seeing all those convicts arrive at the fortress today?
"That’s right, he didn’t figure it out," Blind Bei replied. "According to our lord’s assessment of him, he is indeed a blockhead."
A formidable opponent capable of competing with Fanli in terms of intellect!
"Then he...?" A Ming asked.
"I told him. Then he understood, and then he left. He’s probably gone to report to the Qian State," Blind Bei explained.
"Why did you do that?" Xue Three asked.
Blind Bei took out a small iron box from his pocket, retrieved a cigarette, lit it, and said, "Do you think the Qian State wouldn’t know what’s happening here without his report? The Qian State’s spies in Yan are far more capable than their border troops. With such a big commotion in Yinlang County, it would be a miracle if they could keep it from the other side. I even suspect that the prince whose five limbs our lord broke might have Qian State infiltrators around him."
"Hmm, but he still hasn’t done what he promised our lord," A Ming mused.
"Currently, no one has asked him to do it anyway," Blind Bei continued. "We can’t have him assassinate Qian people. Are we supposed to give him an assassination list with Ji Runhao, Li Liangting, and Tian Wujing on it?"
"HEH HEH..." Xue Three laughed. Then, noticing no one else was laughing, he stopped.
Blind Bei added, "His departure is better for all of us. He can still owe us a favor."
"Alright, Mr. Chen is gone, so be it. He’ll naturally return after the war," A Ming said, unable to restrain himself any longer. "Let’s get to the main point: Has our lord not awakened yet?"
All the men present turned their gaze to Siniang.
"What are you looking at me for?" Siniang demanded.
"Generally, when our lord advances, you’re usually the first to recover. You’re the bellwether," Xue Three said.
"Heh, please. I’m not that important," Siniang retorted.
Xue Three chuckled. Everyone knew the relationship between their lord and Siniang. He immediately said, "How could it not be you first, right, A Cheng?"
Liang Cheng nodded. It seemed he wanted to crack a joke to lighten the atmosphere: "It couldn’t possibly be Mo Wan first."
A baleful aura suddenly burst forth from the fortress, only to vanish in an instant.
The six Demon Kings in the courtyard immediately stood up. Although the aura’s release was momentary, they instantly recognized whose it was and what the intensity of that brief leakage signified!
Blind Bei shot Liang Cheng a meaningful look.
Xue Three clutched his head in disbelief and exclaimed, "Oh my god! Mo Wan actually lapped it up first!"