Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

If you ever have to send me beautiful women again, don't forget to send me a few more.

"I'll gladly accept these two hundred beauties."

After saying that, he smiled broadly and bowed to the onlookers on both sides of the street to express his politeness.

With a "rip," a rather eerie and unsettling sound suddenly rang out amidst the noise.

Blood splattered.

Beside her, the brothel woman, whose face and eyes were splattered with blood, stood frozen in place as if struck by lightning.

After a long while, she came to her senses and a piercing scream echoed through the crowd.

The man screamed in terror, his mouth agape, frantically wiping the scalding blood from his face with a silk handkerchief, but dared not run any further.

The person next to her, who had just been cleaved in two with a single blow, their brains splattered everywhere, was the example and fate of the one who had escaped before her.

At that moment, all two hundred courtesans screamed in terror as they stared at the black-armored woman wielding a death scythe.

No one expected that Fan Zui's earlier statement, "Those who flee will be killed without mercy," was actually true.

And this woman was carrying out his orders word for word.

When someone tried to escape, she decisively swung her butcher's knife and cleaved them in two.

Ruthless and merciless, killing without blinking an eye.

They were all women, so why was this person so cold and devoid of any compassion? The women in the brothel couldn't understand the key issue no matter how hard they racked their brains.

However, this move worked instantly, and the remaining 199 courtesans, under the escort of the World Destroyer Army, began to head towards the Fan residence in an organized and disciplined manner.

Meanwhile, the onlookers who had been enjoying the spectacle were now completely dumbfounded, hardly believing their eyes.

This is right under the emperor's nose, and he just killed people like that.

Is there any royal law for this?

However, everyone only dared to curse in their hearts, not on the surface, and even less dared to mention the tyrannical and autocratic regent in their curses.

After all, that person's cruel methods are known throughout the world.

On this day, several brothels in the capital, which were usually bustling at night, had to close their doors and shut down.

Because there are no girls left.

If all else fails, and some customers who don't mind insist on paying extra, the madam has no choice but to go out and serve the customers herself.

Only then will they truly understand what Fan Zui meant by what he said during the day.

"I don't play it, but I won't let others play it either."

Amidst the bustling crowd, on the second floor of an inn, a dashing young man in white robes waved a feather fan in his hand, his eyes slightly narrowed as he quietly watched the most extravagant and luxurious carriage in the world gradually disappear into the distance.

A fiercely resolute killing intent flashed in his eyes.

However, he hid it very well, and it was not revealed at all.

Even the burly man standing to the side didn't notice the slightest change.

"I didn't expect this guy to break your seemingly unbeatable scheme so easily. What are your plans now?"

The burly man rubbed his fists together, seemingly eager to jump down from the building, overturn the carriage, drag out the people inside, and give them a good beating.

However, his last shred of reason still advised him against doing so.

Otherwise, there could be big trouble.

Moreover, the formidable fighting power of those two hundred World Destroyers was beyond his ability to handle.

Judging from the seemingly simple attack of that woman in black armor, she was at least a master of the Radiant Sun Realm.

"Actually, this is an open and straightforward tactic that would be impossible for anyone to counter, but it just didn't work on him, which was far beyond my expectations."

The handsome young man in white robes gently waved his folding fan and spoke calmly.

"why?"

The burly man standing to the side seemed a little confused, so he scratched the back of his head and asked curiously.

"Because he's shameless."

Having said that, he snapped the folding fan shut and turned to leave.

"where are you going?"

"Go home and eat."

"Are we still good brothers? You don't even invite me to dinner."

You eat too much.

"Now that you have lost your Seven-Colored Lotus Seed and cannot cultivate, the more I eat, the faster my cultivation will be able to protect you, isn't that right?"

As they spoke, the two quickly disappeared into the noisy crowd and gradually faded into the distance.

Strangely, they stood there chatting and laughing, but the people around them seemed not to see them at all.

Otherwise, given their influence in the capital, it's impossible that no one around them reacted at all.

It seemed more like the people around them couldn't see them at that moment and subconsciously ignored them.

One hundred courtesans were escorted to the Fan residence by the Annihilation Army.

Halfway there, Fan Zui's extremely luxurious carriage was taken away by someone with an imperial edict.

Although he was somewhat aware of this, Fan Zui did not pay much attention to it.

If those people had any sense at all, they wouldn't have attempted the assassination at this time.

Moreover, there are no more than three people in the entire capital who have the authority to transfer the World Destroyer Army away.

Although the World Destroyer Army had left, Old Wang continued to drive the car.

Inside the carriage, Ju Zi curiously kept lifting the curtains on both sides to look around, much like Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden.

The carriage continued forward, but the road became increasingly narrow, as if it were taking a shortcut to somewhere.

Fortunately, the carriage was floating in the air using some kind of magic, so there was no bumpy feeling at all.

The noise of the crowd gradually faded away from behind until it could not be heard at all.

"There are only a handful of people in the entire capital who can transfer the World Destroyer Army away from their protective duties. Who are you?"

He noticed that the carriage seemed to be moving further and further away from the bustling city center and heading towards a remote place. There was no one or any sound around, and it was unusually quiet. So he couldn't help but ask.

"Young Master Fan, don't panic. I'm not an assassin. I just need to take you to a place. You'll know once we get there."

This sound...

The moment Fan Zui heard the sound, he immediately sensed something was wrong.

The sound had a muffled, heavy echo.

Even when it's right in your ear, you can't help but wonder if it's a human voice.

Fortunately, he was well-read and knew some strange and unusual ways of pronunciation.

That's a sound coming from the throat!

There are always some strange people who, due to congenital disabilities or acquired injuries, have damaged vocal cords and cannot speak.

As a result, various other means of communication have been passed down through generations, allowing people to still communicate normally.

The mysterious person sitting next to the sleeping old man, driving the carriage towards a remote place, was the one who made sounds from his throat.

You can take him to see anyone or do anything, but whatever you do, don't take him to see a witch, or you'll be in big trouble.

Chapter 84 [Ji Cangjin]

Before long, the carriage stopped outside a rather magnificent-looking manor in the suburbs.

"Young Master Fan, we've arrived. This old servant has an upset stomach and needs to relieve himself. Please wait here for a while."

By the way, this manor belongs to the master. If you are interested, you may go in for a look, but you must not touch anything inside.

Remember, do not touch any flower, blade of grass, or tree lightly.

The old man, clutching his stomach, ran towards the grove and quickly disappeared, but he didn't forget to give that last piece of advice, which suddenly made Fan Zui, who hadn't planned to go in, a little more curious about the place.

"Juzi, wait here for a moment, I'll be right back."

After saying this, he jumped off the carriage.

The sheer size of the manor before him made his brow twitch slightly.

Before me lay a quaint, mist-shrouded mountain villa, surrounded by mountains and built around a lake, covering an area of ​​at least a thousand hectares.

A powerful array subtly shrouds the manor, and one can vaguely see what appears to be an impregnable fortress within.

Suddenly, a blue phoenix flew across the sky and disappeared into the formation.

Before he could recover from his shock, another giant frost dragon soared through the clouds.

He couldn't help but rub his eyes, wondering if he was dreaming.

The Frost Dragon, the Seven-Colored Bird, the Azure Phoenix, and many other enormous creatures whose names he couldn't even recall ran and frolicked among them, or rested in a corner and silently cultivated.