The Demon Lords

Chapter 842 186: Fury (Part 2)

So, although Zheng Fan is now a Sixth Rank martial artist and Xue Three is still Seventh Rank, Xue Three's agility and combat awareness are evident here. As long as he doesn't engage in close combat with Zheng Fan, he can still handle it with ease.

After all, if you can't win, you can still play around, right?

"My lord, let's talk this over. San'er will apologize to you, okay?"

Zheng Fan swung his blade again.

Xue Three rapidly retreated, rolling several times on the ground to dodge another strike.

"My lord, it's a misunderstanding, truly a misunderstanding. How about this: my lord, please take a rest first, and I'll go out to check the construction outside. I'll come back later to apologize."

Seeing Zheng Fan was on edge, Xue Three decided it was best to avoid the situation for now;

Ultimately, he knew he was at fault, feeling uneasy.

However,

Just as Xue Three intended to leap over the wall to escape,

a black shadowy light shot directly at him, forcefully halting him in mid-air.

Xue Three landed again, cursing aloud:

"Damn it, weren't you supposed to check on the kids? Why meddle in this affair!"

The one who intercepted Xue Three was Mo Wan, the black stone floating near the courtyard wall, gently rising and falling.

Zheng Fan put away his knife,

coldly staring at Xue Three.

He didn't want to hear Xue Three's explanations because he wasn't in the mood to listen; furthermore,

no explanation could dismiss the fact that Ke was still unconscious on the ground.

Zheng Fan had never genuinely considered the Mo Wans as his servants; he wasn't that arrogant and was very self-aware.

In Zheng Fan's view, they were more like a team, a group of partners gathered together, with him simply being the nominal leader, the glue holding the relationship.

Since waking up in this world, Zheng Fan had been trying to shed the identity of a small rabbit living under the Mo Wan's shadow.

At the very least, could everyone stand equally?

But Xue Three's actions today had exceeded Zheng Fan's limits.

Fanli yesterday, perhaps due to his consistent character, Zheng Fan listened to his explanation despite feeling absurd, without any intention to pursue it;

but this shouldn't happen again, couldn't even wait another night,

are you all trying to kill me?

In contrast,

Zheng Fan's emotions could be sensed by Mo Wan,

though since there wasn't a battle going on now, Mo Wan didn't need to stay in Zheng Fan's armor recess all day, its role gradually shifting towards a childcare expert;

yet undeniably, as a soul spirit personally drawn by Zheng Fan and its main character, it shared the closest psychological connection with Zheng Fan.

Initially accompanying the young lord playing, Mo Wan sensed the oppressive anger from Zheng Fan earlier in the courtyard.

At first, Mo Wan was a bit surprised, thinking it was an attack, but then sensed Xue Three's presence.

So, Mo Wan didn't intervene initially, just watched from a distance.

He saw Zheng Fan continually swinging his blade at Xue Three,

He saw Xue Three constantly trying to explain to Zheng Fan,

Then,

he got excited!

Because he's been displeased with these Mo Wans for a long time!

The reason for the annoyance was simple,

I might dislike my father,

but I dislike even more that my father adopted six other people's children behind my back!

This feeling is akin to the sentiment of many young people when their parents decide to have a second child, divided love is one thing, but will you divide my inheritance too?

So, upon realizing his father was genuinely angry, and seeing Xue Three trying to escape, Mo Wan didn't wait for a summons, he stepped in directly to block the way!

Dad,

are you going to beat him?

Go ahead,

I'll help you beat him too,

father and son fighting together!

Xue Three was truly dumbfounded this time; if it were just Zheng Fan alone, he could escape without fighting, but with Mo Wan joining the fray, it became a big problem.

Zheng Fan also noticed Mo Wan,

he opened his palm,

Mo Wan understood,

and instantly flew into Zheng Fan's palm.

"Damn!"

Xue Three cursed loudly, taking the chance to turn and prepare to escape, for not escaping meant doom!

Due to their prior collaborations as father and son many times, when Zheng Fan proactively opened up his defenses, Mo Wan's power infusion became very smooth.

The next moment,

black halos started flowing in Zheng Fan's eyes,

his bones and muscles began making cracking sounds,

but before everything was fully adjusted,

Zheng Fan suddenly dashed out!

"Swish!"

Xue Three had just climbed over the courtyard wall, his foot not yet reaching the ground, when he sensed a terrifying force from above, immediately hiding himself in the shadows.

However,

at this time Zheng Fan was utilizing Mo Wan's vision.

Xue Three's hidden technique was an "illusion" intended for ordinary people, but to Zheng Fan now, it had no effect whatsoever.

"Buzz!"

Zheng Fan extended his arm, grabbing Xue Three's neck accurately, then stepped forcefully with one leg.

"Bang!"

Xue Three's body collided with the upper part of the courtyard wall, directly creating a hole in it, and was subsequently pinned to the ground by Zheng Fan, being dragged all the way.

Finally, like bowling, Zheng Fan released his hold, Xue Three's body shot out like an arrow, smashing the water tank.

Then,

Zheng Fan stood in place,