Chapter 327 - Revenge Game (2/2)

“War?”

Yan Fu knew the Luo clan was under the imperial family and Dugu Zhantian’s protection, and since he had yet to be filled in to the Luo clan’s true power, he began to worry.

[Did I enter the Luo clan only to die?]

Zhuo Fan grinned, “Quite true. Killing you will start a war. How scary! But I am never one to write off a revenge. What to do, what to do? “

Zhuo Fan put on a hypocritical thinking posture. Huangpu Qingtian’s group was even more unnerved by his attitude. They hoped the punk would look at the big picture and get scared of what he saw, sparing them in the meantime.

It went double for Huangpu Qingtian. Providence had him king and all that. His life was invaluable. How could he just die?

“I have it!”

Zhuo Fan snapped his fingers, earning a jerk from his victims, “Since I have to get revenge but you are nonetheless valuable and oughtn’t be killed, I can only let heaven decide your fate.”

The four were shocked. But Zhuo Fan’s hand made a sign and the four could move. Though none of them could use their Yuan Qi.

Their cultivation was sealed.

Pff!

Huangpu Qingtian groaned as a thumb-sized hole appeared on his chest. The pain almost made him black out as he looked down.

He was unbeatable all his life, never even suffering a heavy wound. But this sudden hole exploding from within was heartrending.

Bam~

Three more groans and his allies shared his pain.

“Zhuo Fan, w-what are you going to do?” Huangpu Qingtian gnashed his teeth, “If you plan on killing us, stop playing and release us from this torment!”

“Release you? Ha-ha-ha, did you release Ning’er?”

Zhuo Fan’s smile was that of anger, “Relax, I said that your fate is in heaven’s hand and will give you guys a chance. I am a man of my word.

“The holes in your chest represent your number.” He gestured at the four.

The four found Huangpu Qingtian having one hole so he ought to be one. You Yushan had two, Yan Bangui had three and Lin Xuanfeng had four.

They looked at each other bewildered.

Zhuo Fan smiled, “We will play a game, the great escape! I will give you guys three days to find the keys and leave this place. Getting back to Dragon Cloud City, your lives will be spared. But if I find you before you leave, he-he-he, terribly sorry but that’s providence. Now you can’t blame me for being shortsighted and not giving you a way out.”

Zhuo Fan’s hand flashed and the keys to three exits appeared. He tossed them into the sky and they were soon spread all over Beast King Mountain.

“Yan Fu, make a sealed box for me holding four lots. Three days later I will be drawing one, my target. As for the rest of you lucky fellows, you’d be spared, for a while. Since I am a bastion of fairness, I will release a signal before my hunt. Your lives are now in heaven’s hands.”

With a wicked grin, Zhuo Fan waved them off, “Come on, off you go. But remember, you better hope I don’t find you~.”

The four exchanged a glance and bolted in four directions.

They knew Zhuo Fan was playing with them but they had no choice in the matter. All they could do was fight…

Yan Fu gasped and turned to Zhuo Fan, “Uh, Steward Zhuo, are you killing them or letting them go? Why go through all this trouble just to kill them? And if you wanted to let them go…”

“Humph, how could I ever let them off.”

Zhuo Fan’s eyes glinted and his mood became deadly, “Yan Fu, do you fear death?”

“Uh, yes!” Yan Fu nodded after a pause.

Zhuo Fan shook his head, “No, you do not fear death, but dying. Ning’er was a pure hearted girl. Although she had a smile upon her face at death, I know it was for our sakes. She knew she was going to die and must’ve felt a terrible dread. This fear tortured her for three days!”

Zhuo Fan clenched his fists, his eyes bloodshot as he spat, “So I will make those sons of bitches know the true meaning of fear every waking moment until they’d wish for death.”

Yan Fu shuddered and nodded.

Zhuo Fan never cared about some big picture, nor intended to let them off. He wanted them to suffer more than Xue Ningxiang did.

Yan Fu now understood why he did it and went into the forest to carve a box out of a tree. Zhuo Fan stayed behind, closed his eyes and resumed healing.

Time passed on and the third day was soon up. At the dawn of the fourth, Zhuo Fan’s eyes flashed open, out for blood.

By his side, Yan Fu presented the box obscuring its content. This was the item that would decide the four’s fate.

The hunt was on…