Chapter 509 - Brilliant Red

This woman had cold brows and cold eyes, and even her hair ends exuded a sense of distance.Yet, the details of her eyebrows, eyes, lips, and ears were all perfect.

Even Chilei Yan couldn’t find a single flaw.

With the most critical gaze, Chilei Yan looked down at the woman’s tall figure and graceful posture, which seemed as if the creator had tailored her with great care.

At that moment, the woman noticed her attention and swept her gaze over coldly.

Stirred by those eyes that were cold, arrogant, and beautiful, Chilei Yan somewhat avoided her glance.

A feeling of inferiority arose spontaneously in her heart.

How absurd!

She, Chilei Yan, was the number one beauty of the Chilei Tribe, and if the Chilei Tribe won this life-and-death game, she might even compete for the title of number one beauty of Floating Land.

She felt inferior in front of another woman?

Chilei Yan even stared back fiercely, angry, but the woman had already looked away.

She hadn’t cared about her at all!

“Who’s this bitch from nowhere!” Angry words slipped out.

Chilei Yan suddenly felt the temperature around her drop sharply.

She forced herself to glare at the woman, not noticing that the pretentious little white-faced man, whom she thought so weak and delicate, had eyes full of regret at that moment.

Jiang Wuji’s look clearly said—this time, you’re really going to die.

He simply regretted the wilting of a beauty.

Li Fengyao didn’t look at the rude woman but at Lei Zhanqian, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and so the air turned chilly.

“Lei Zhanqian, is this your woman?” she said, “Control her mouth.”

“Hahaha.” Lei Zhanqian suddenly burst into loud laughter, “Feng Yao, don’t make the atmosphere so tense.”

He spread his hands, “If you’re really jealous, I can let you criticize her.

But, let’s make it clear, you can’t really do anything to her, after all, she’s my woman, Lei Zhanqian’s woman.”

“Tch!” Jiang Wuji couldn’t help but click his tongue, “Does he think he’s funny?”

“It seems so, Your Highness.

He’s trying to defuse the tension, and at the same time, he’s teasing Miss Li.”

A voice crept from the other side, Fang Chong also stepped into the chess position area.

The triangulation had already formed.

Indeed, they didn’t need to add fuel to the fire.

Li Fengyao simply reached out and grabbed the icy jade-long bow, staring coldly at Lei Zhanqian, “It seems you really want to die.”

Her attitude had no falsehood, a real bone-chilling, life-and-death coldness.

“Alright, alright.” Lei Zhanqian quickly raised his hands to signal surrender, “If you can quell the rage of thunder, I am willing to apologize.”

Fang Chong spoke sinisterly, “If apologies worked, there would be no need for war in the world.

Everyone would just apologize to each other, and peace would reign forever.”

The appeasing look on Lei Zhanqian’s face vanished, he turned his head and with those deep eyes, he coldly stared at Fang Chong, “Mr.

Fang, can you understand your identity, your place, what you are?

When I talk to Miss Li, is there even the slightest room for you to butt in?”

“Tch!” Jiang Wuji laughed frivolously, “A first-class deacon of the Business Alliance, where is he inferior to you, Lei Zhanqian?

What’s wrong with him saying a few words to you, do you want to kill him too?

Really taking yourself for royalty, huh?

Ask His Royal Highness if he’s willing to acknowledge you, a habitual freeloader?

Jiang Wuqi hasn’t even sat on the Dragon Throne yet!”

Between the lines, Jiang Wuji was trying to escalate the situation into a life-and-death enmity rather than just a rivalry over the secret realm’s benefits, poking provocations directly and decisively.

However, Fang Chong, who was insulted to his face, seemed to have a realization like spitting in one’s face, even responding back, “As long as Mr.

Lei steps out of the chess game wisely, I could keep quiet for a while.”

Nevertheless…

Lei Zhanqian seemed not to understand Jiang Wuji’s tricks at all.

Or more accurately, he didn’t care.

He even pointed at Fang Chong, without a hint of affection, “If you don’t intend to keep quiet for a while, then be prepared to be silent forever.”

He didn’t say anything to Jiang Wuji, because he couldn’t kill Jiang Wuji.

In Qi Country, no matter how unrestrained Jiang Wuji was, his status would hold up.

As for Lei Zhanqian, making threats was meaningless.

“If he said he would kill someone, then he would definitely kill.

If he said he wanted Fang Chong to shut up for the rest of his life, he indeed had the determination and confidence to do so.”

At that moment, the sound of a bowstring twanged, and a frosty light shot forth swiftly, forming the shape of an arrow.

Lei Zhanqian abruptly turned, his hand wrapped in lightning, and crushed the ice arrow directly.

The shattered ice fell like glimmering light, one speck at a time.

This arrow served more as a warning than an ambush.

Li Fengyao looked at him coldly, “I also have a message for you, if you don’t apologize now, then there will be no need for apologies ever.”

Everyone knew that Lei Zhanqian had great talent and strength, and that he was very charming, to the point of boasting a multitude of wives and concubines.

He would compare her to his own concubines and ask her if she was jealous.

In Lei Zhanqian’s view, this might have been a charming trait, a very common joke—even a captivating form of humor.

However, for Li Fengyao, it was an insult that was absolutely intolerable.

Initially, she only wanted to drive away Lei Zhanqian and vie for the advantages of this secret realm.

But now, she truly had the intent to kill,

Combat was inevitable, and this was the consensus among all parties.

Now it was up to Lei Zhanqian to decide the extent of the battle.

Would it be a fight for victory, or a fight to the death?

Li Fengyao’s bottom line had been drawn, and she waited for a response.

Lei Zhanqian’s expression was as calm as still water.

He was not afraid of Li Fengyao, nor was he afraid of the combined force of the three of them.

He was genuinely interested in Li Fengyao; even if she were a sow from Shimen Li Clan, he would be interested, not to mention someone as stunningly beautiful as Li Fengyao.

But what he did not anticipate was that his humor was not at all humorous, and his suave persona simply did not catch Li Fengyao’s eye.

And to fight Li Fengyao to the death here would be a choice of utter foolishness.

“I apologize for my earlier words.

I meant no disrespect to Miss Li,” Lei Zhanqian said.

“Also, regarding my woman’s rude words, I apologize for her indiscretion.

Born in this realm, she indeed wasn’t aware of your esteemed status and spoke out of turn.

But an apology is as far as it goes.”

He gestured with his hand, signaling the warriors of Chilei Tribe to retreat.

This level of combat was not something they could get involved in.

Standing alone against enemies from three different directions, he spoke calmly, “If you want to do anything to her, my fist won’t agree.”

At this point, Chilei Yan probably realized that her words had caused a disaster, and that Li Fengyao was a person not to be offended.

While inwardly cursing her predicament in the life-and-death game, where Totem Power couldn’t be utilized and she couldn’t summon the tribe’s army, she gritted her teeth and silently led her people to withdraw.

Not to be a burden to Lei Zhanqian was already fortunate.

She still had that much awareness of combat.

“You seem to be speaking quite freely.

Do we need your agreement?”

The last thing Jiang Wuji wanted was for Lei Zhanqian to easily admit defeat and leave.

Although Lei Zhanqian had no intention of admitting defeat, Jiang Wuji did not want to give him more time.

So, with a flick of his Red Luan Spear, he was already launching an attack with the spear.

He verbally targeted Chilei Yan, as if he truly intended to follow up on Li Fengyao’s rage fire and do something to Chilei Yan.

But as someone who had always been tender towards women, the spear’s point was aimed only at Lei Zhanqian.

It was a hue of scarlet red like a burning flame.

So bright, so dazzling.

As it surged forward, only a faint scarlet hue remained.

Like rain beating down on spring blossoms, her makeup faded away.

Leaving only a single petal.

That falling petal, that vivid scarlet petal!