Living in the Thunderbolt

Chapter 43 Prayer
"May I see you, sir?" Han Fei asked abruptly.

In the room, except King Ying Zheng of Qin, no one else knew why.

However, among all the people present, Wei Zhuang, Zi Nu and Zhang Liang were all rare and intelligent people.

Based on Han Fei's current state and the question and answer session he had just had with King Ying Zheng of Qin, what can you roughly guess?
What puzzled a few people was that Han Fei was so confident that someone was watching this place, with such great powers that even Wei Zhuang could not find any trace.

Two figures slowly emerged from behind King Qin Ying Zheng. One was a beauty wearing a red and black high-slit skirt, black stockings, high heels and red hands, and she was the Great God of Destiny.

One is wearing a full body black armor, which is different from the casting style of the seven countries at that time. It is an extremely precise and scientific armor with a rough style. The man with a mask on his face is an iron-blooded warrior.

The way she appeared was surprising enough, but since it was Zi Nu, Wei Zhuang didn't care too much about her. She was a threat, but it wasn't that he couldn't fight her.

Clap, clap, clap! The Terminator applauded.

"As expected of Han Fei, a famous Confucian genius in the Seven Kingdoms and a man of his own in the Legalist school, he has no martial arts skills, but he is so sensitive that he can even sense our presence."

The Predator spoke up, breaking the silence.

However, Han Fei did not focus his eyes on the Iron-blooded Warrior, as if he was looking at another person through the void.

The Great God of Destiny sighed inwardly, "Idiot."

Han Fei's target was obviously that adult.

“The flame never dies, the ember never extinguishes. Nirvana brings glory, everlasting brilliance”

In the poem, the embers glowed and appeared in the eyes of everyone present in a stream of light.

Zi Nu, Wei Zhuang and Zhang Liang looked at the glowing embers that were almost devoid of breath and dissolved into the nature. They were stimulated intuitively and did not dare to relax their minds at all, staring at the glowing embers.

Zi Nu and Wei Zhuang moved slowly and inadvertently to protect Han Fei, and their positions ensured that Han Fei could be kept as soon as possible. However, the sense of threat in the hearts of the two people still lingered for a long time.

“Zi Nu, Wei Zhuang, don’t worry. If this gentleman had taken action, Fei would have died a few days ago. How could he live until now?” Han Fei spoke calmly.

"Interesting. I didn't expect that the connection between you and the Ni Lin Sword is deeper than I thought. You can even bypass the sword spirit and use the power I left in the Ni Lin Sword to lock me. Han Fei, you are worthy of being the destined protagonist of this period." Yu Jin Shenghui couldn't help but sigh, with a hint of envy in his tone.

"That's great. I'm just a mortal. I'm far inferior to your mysterious ability to know the future." Han Fei said modestly.

There was another period of silence.

"What are you doing? You don't say anything. You've been in Zi Lan Xuan the whole time. You said you were going to do something, but you lied to me. You deserve to die. You're so carefree in the land of pleasure, while I still have to work diligently as a bodyguard for King Qin Ying Zheng." The Iron-blooded Warrior complained with a resentful look on his face, staring at Yu Jin Shenghui's back.

King Ying Zheng of Qin was already secretly thinking about making some arrangements for the pleasure of men and women. Zi Nu, Wei Zhuang, and Zhang Liang looked at Yu Jin Sheng Hui with strange eyes. Han Fei could hardly hide his indifferent expression after hearing such explosive news.

"Ahem, ahem, don't worry about these details. Ironblood." Yu Jin coughed and was temporarily embarrassed.

"Han Fei, are you planning to threaten me with the Ni Lin Sword?"

After hearing about the culture of the radiant embers, although it was a change of subject, everyone's attention returned to the original point.

"No, I just want to ask for your help, sir." Han Fei answered seriously.

"The Kingdom of South Korea is hopeless. It's weak, and it doesn't even have a wise master. If it were you, Han Fei, you might have some investment value. But that's all. Compared to King Ying Zheng of Qin, no matter in terms of difficulty or talent, everyone knows who to choose?" Yu Jin Shenghui shook his head.

Han Fei knew that this was the truth. Zi Nu, Wei Zhuang, and Zhang Liang felt uncomfortable, especially when Han Fei nodded in agreement, as if to say, "Your Majesty has already surrendered, and I am willing to fight to the death."

"I don't want to ask you to save South Korea, nor do I want to compete with the King of Qin for the Seven Kingdoms. I just want to save the people I care about."

(End of this chapter)