Chapter 711 - Revenge (1) (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Where did the World-Termination-Armour come from?

That major question swirled around Ji Fengyan’s mind.

Situ Ba secretly felt a sense of relief on seeing Ji Fengyan deep in thought. He hurriedly said, “General Ji, in the end, I am also in a bind. I cannot defy His Majesty’s orders. As for your father’s and General Yang’s deaths, I offer you my apologies now. I swear that I will cause no kind of trouble for you in the future. The Green Nightmare Army will be your sworn brothers from now on.”

Afraid that Ji Fengyan would once again feel the urge to kill him, Situ Ba continued. “General Ji, we are now in the demons’ lair. This generation of demons will soon have a new Demon King born. I will take down the Demon Kings of both generations with you. I guarantee that the credit for that victory will all go to you. If I return, I will report to His Majesty that the victory was all due to you.”

Situ Ba spoke fast. Despite his calm manner, his tone belied his underlying panic.

“I never intended to harm you. It was all Zhan Fei’s doing! He was carrying out the Eldest Princess’s orders to kill you. I didn’t do…”

Before Situ Ba could finish his sentence, Ji Fengyan suddenly pressed the sword down harder on his neck. The chilliness of that sharp blade spread throughout Situ Ba’s body. A strong oppressive sensation immediately halted Situ Ba’s tongue.

“General Situ.” Ji Fengyan narrowed her eyes at the petrified Situ Ba.

“I may be young but don’t think you can trick me as though I am a three-year-old kid? It is true the Eldest Princess had sent Zhan Fei to kill me, but… what about you? You killed my father—are you not afraid I would someday seek revenge?” Ji Fengyan smirked. “I fear that your desire to kill me is as strong as the Eldest Princess’.”

Situ Ba’s heart jumped and his entire body froze. Ji Fengyan had seen through him.

Even without Eldest Princess and Zhan Fei, Situ Ba would not have allowed Ji Fengyan to survive.

“General Situ, don’t waste your breath spouting lies that even children would find hard to believe.” Ji Fengyan lifted her chin and cast a cold eye across the dumbstruck soldiers.

To everyone present, Situ Ba’s words were the curse of death.

Never mind if it were false.