Hearing Shangguan Wan’s voice, the man on the bed didn’t even move.

  The Prince was a criminal guilty of a grave crime and could not be shot to death directly. They needed to bring him back to the Royal family to the King and Queen to be punished for his crimes.

  Shangguan Wan aimed her gun accurately at the back of the man’s head, her expression dark. “I’m counting to three. One, two……”


  The man on the bed raised his hands, turning around slowly.

  He was wearing a black skeleton mask that covered half of his face, an eerie smile appearing on his exposed lips.

  Shangguan Wan was about to pull his mask away when a weird sound came out in the room.

  Tick, tick, tick. In such an environment, it caused a chill to run down her spine.

  Shangguan Wan pointed her gun at the man’s forehead with one hand while her other hand moved to pull at his shirt.

  A small gap appeared, and she could only see a bomb tied to him.

  Shangguan Wan immediately furrowed her eyebrows.

  There was only ten seconds left on the bomb’s timer?

  This person was not the Prince, but a death warrior!

  Shangguan Wan shot at the man’s eyebrows, not wanting to stay another second as she said to the people behind her, “There’s a bomb, fall back quick!”


  Several people ran outside quickly.

  The moment she ran to the door, an explosive force burst out of the room.

  It was a sharp sound, a thunderous explosion like a volcano had erupted.

  Shangguan Wan ran forward with all she had. When the bomb exploded, several of them pounced on the floor and hugged their heads with their hands.

  A black mushroom cloud rose to the skies, with the adjacent rooms also being bombed to pieces.

  Bo Yan brought his men to go catch the Prince’s men personally, and was met with a death warrior who was tied with a bomb as well.

  Just as they had ran out of the room, the bomb exploded.

  Two explosive bangs had turned the dark sky red.

  Shangguan Wan met up with Bo Yan, saying with a dark expression. “We might have fallen into a trap.”


  There were only the death warriors in the room, and not the people they wanted to find.

  Bo Yan furrowed his eyebrows tightly. He didn’t have the chance to say anything when a parade of footsteps rang around them.

  All they saw were countless death warriors wearing black skeletal masks surrounding them, with bombs tied to all of their chests.

  Every second on the bombs jumped quickly.

  Being surrounded by so many death warriors, no matter how capable and strong Shangguan Wan, Bo Yan and their men were, it was still hard for them to break through the crowd around them.

  Shangguan Wan tightened her hold on her gun, whispering to Bo Yan, “It seems like the Prince’s goal is to not let us return!”


  Bo Yan pursed his lips tightly, humming once as his eyes landed on Ye Yanfeng, who was standing not too far away.

  At this moment, a middle-aged man looking to be in his forties walked behind a death warrior. He pressed a button on his watch, and the bombs tied to the death warriors counted down even faster. He pressed it another time, and the count down slowed.

  He laughed eerily. “Captain Bo, Miss Shangguan, none of you can think about leaving here tonight! The Prince placed a net here more than ten years ago, what makes you think a group of less than twenty of you can take the Prince away? Stop daydreaming! The Prince originally wanted to kill the King, but since he didn’t come, you can die in his stead!”


  As the middle-aged man spoke, he paused a while before turning to glance at Ye Yanfeng. “Young Master, why are you still standing there? Come over. Even if we’re not in the Royal family anymore, you still can achieve great things with Master!”


  Hearing the middle-aged man’s words, Shangguan Wan’s eyes immediately constricted.

  She turned back to glance at Ye Yanfeng, but the man didn’t glance at her. Instead, he smirked, his hands in his pockets as he slowly walked out.

  Shangguan Wan’s expression darkened. “Ye Yanfeng, what are you doing?”


  Ye Yanfeng walked in front of Shangguan Wan and Bo Yan, his lips turned up into a small smirk. “Wanwan, do you still not understand the situation? We can’t leave.”


  “If we can’t leave, do we have to surrender then?” Shangguan Wan’s expression was cold and dark, a complicated emotion swirling in her eyes.

  Ye Yanfeng didn’t speak, but that middle-aged man’s temperature-less voice trailed over. “Miss Shangguan, you might be mistaken. Apart from Young Master, all of you have to die!”


  His words meant that they would die even if they surrendered!

  Shangguan Wan knew that it wouldn’t be easy to catch the Prince, but when Bo Yan brought his men over to scout the place, they were still present. However, when they came to attack the place, there were only death warriors left. Wasn’t all of this too abnormal?

  She had no choice but to suspect that there was a mole amongst them.

  Shangguan Wan glanced at Ye Yanfeng with furrowed eyebrows. “Back then, when I saw you sending messages secretly, were you contacting your Father’s men?”


  Ye Yanfeng’s lips moved slightly, his voice casual and flippant. “Yes.”


  Shangguan Wan’s eyes were immediately covered by a layer of moisture. As she stared at Ye Yanfeng, she felt her blood chill all over. She suddenly thought that this man in front of her felt extremely unfamiliar and frightening……

  She didn’t know him at all.

  She never had.

  He was like a Grim Reaper that had came from Hell, tearing her heart and soul into pieces.

  Using the chance when Shangguan Wan was extremely sad and distracted, Ye Yanfeng grabbed her wrist and took her gun. Seeing this, Bo Yan and the rest of their men immediately pointed their guns at Ye Yanfeng.

  Ye Yanfeng grabbed Shangguan Wan’s neck and took a few steps back, his eyes glinting with evilness and danger. “Put all of your guns down, if not……” He pointed the gun at Shangguan Wan’s temple.

  Shangguan Wan’s face was completely pale, her heart aching so much it was hard for her to breathe. However, her eyes were extremely calm and cold. “Bo Yan, we have to die anyway. Don’t care about me and do all you can to break out of this situation, there might still be a chance of survival!”


  “Ha.” Ye Yanfeng chuckled coldly, as he looked down at Shangguan Wan, who was trapped in his hold. “Wanwan, there are more than a hundred death warriors here. Do you really think that they’re gods?” With that said, his eyes glanced at Bo Yan and their men with a murderous glint. “Put all of your guns down. If not, she will be the first to die!”


  The middle-aged man chuckled out loud. “Young Master, very good!”


  Seeing Ye Yanfeng with his finger on the trigger, Bo Yan had no choice but to put down their guns.

  The middle-aged man spoke once more. “Young Master, in order to show your determination to follow Master, you have to kill all of these men personally and cannot let anyone remain alive!”


  Shangguan Wan shook her head. “No, Ye Yanfeng!”


  Ye Yanfeng threw away Shangguan Wan’s gun, as he took out his own gun from his waist, before he immediately shot at Bo Yan’s chest.

  With a loud bang, blood immediately oozed out of Bo Yan’s chest as he slowly fell to the floor.

  Bang, bang, bang, bang. There were continuous bangs.

  No! All of the men that had came with Shangguan Wan all slumped to the floor, one after another.

  Shangguan Wan’s eyes were red as she shouted out loud with a shrill voice. She leaned down and bit at Ye Yanfeng’s arm ruthlessly.

  She hurriedly bent down to pick up her gun on the floor.

  With another bang, Shangguan Wan was shot at her calf and she immediately fell to the floor.

  The middle-aged man walked over with a gun that was still exuding smoke. He kicked away the gun Shangguan Wan wanted to pick up, before he pointed his gun accurately in between Shangguan Wan’s eyebrows. “Young Master, if you can’t bring yourself to kill this woman, I will do it.”