Volume 1, Chapter 39: Shattered Star from the Heavens

"What do you intend to do?"

Feng Tian spoke up quietly from the side, seemingly worried that Uchiha Madara might act recklessly. As a beneficiary of nine-year compulsory education, he preferred to avoid killing whenever possible.

Noticing the panic in Liu Heita's eyes, Cheng Yaojin's suspicions were immediately aroused. As the saying goes, "If you do no evil in your life, you need not fear a knock at the door at midnight." If he had returned alive, Liu Heita's normal reaction should have been, at most, a moment of surprise; why should he be so panicked?

The Li family's servants were so well-trained that they could look at her brother as if he were an ordinary person, neither discriminating against nor pitying him. But what were they truly thinking deep down?

The ever-shrewd Master Ren, hearing these words, immediately grasped the reason why Uncle Nine and Pan Haodong had suggested cremation during the reburial yesterday.

Lin Qingxue and Zhao Mingliang stared blankly at Qin Tian, both sharing the same thought: Was Qin Tian really here to collect a debt?

Ishikawa felt confident. He intended to annihilate this group of Eighth Route Army soldiers within the city, or at the very least, drive them out before wiping them out. Personally overseeing the battle, Ishikawa ordered his troops to launch a fierce assault.

However, these were not the most serious issues. In the struggles for territory among underground forces, where the fall of established factions and the birth of new ones was a common drama, it was truly remarkable that Old Man Deng's teahouse had remained secure for decades.

The flying sword, refined from true water, retained an incredibly high temperature. If Li Feifei were to touch it with her delicate, fair hands, they would be scorched instantly—a dire consequence indeed.

Yet, he discovered that the internal energy within his body refused to obey his commands. He exerted great effort to bring the energy into alignment, only for it to suddenly spiral into chaos again. Monkey grew panicked and hurriedly redoubled his efforts, but the order was only temporary; the moment he relaxed, the energy erupted in disarray once more.

Two imperial decrees were issued: one from the palace to Prince Qin Yang Jun, stationed in Jiangnan; the other from the Prince of Jin's mansion to the Xiaoguo Army at Shizigang.

We hadn't been in contact for two years, and now he had appeared again, and at the same school, no less. It was fated that the days ahead would be filled with twists and turns.

"...I believe it. But if Xu Feng were to appear here right now and tell me he was lying, I would be the first to twist his head off," I said, grinding my teeth.

The zombies were tireless, roaring and pounding day and night. No matter how sturdy the door, it would eventually be broken; no matter how much food was in the supermarket, it would eventually be eaten. Bai Yi and Bai Ling knew the zombies would evolve, and staying trapped in the supermarket was equivalent to waiting for death. Neither of them had ever intended to stay long.

Tian Zifeng looked at everyone and realized they all seemed to agree with Kota's assessment, which only deepened his gloom. Even an idiot like Kota dared to lecture him now, but since he was the one who had made the mistake, he had to endure it.

Zejin, Suoyi, and Johnson quickly used invisibility spells to conceal themselves. In this battle, their role was to engage the enemy in direct combat—that is, melee. Of course, this melee combination was purely makeshift and far from the perfect one Zejin had envisioned.

The shy, unsociable youth was skilled at reading people, so he knew that the other party had truly let their guard down.

"Fine, judging by that look, I guess it's the real deal. I'll call you Xiao Shiliang, then," Wang Fei stared at my face for a long time before waving her hand and saying casually.

"Who else would it be but me?" As she spoke, Zhu Rongrong took a medicine bottle from her storage bag, poured out some blue liquid, rubbed her hands together, and massaged her face. Bits of fake skin peeled away, gradually revealing Zhu Rongrong's true features.