SSS-level catastrophe? That's my wife!

The monk nodded, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes:

"Looking across the entire continent, there are only four kingdoms known as forbidden zones; how could they possibly be simple?"

"If it weren't for Your Excellency leading us to attack the other route back then, we might have perished 25 years ago."

The old man took two steps forward, looked at Xiao Li, whose face was as pale as paper, on the bed, and gently shook his head:

"In short, after this battle, let us rest in peace and die peacefully in this country."

His eyes suddenly turned cold, and he slammed his cane down heavily.

"But what happened to Xiao Li must be repaid, no matter who the other party is!"

"Ring ring—"

A sudden, urgent phone call rang!

The monk looked at the old man with a puzzled expression.

The old man paused for a moment, then slowly pulled a black old-fashioned mobile phone from his pocket.

He frowned as he looked at the unfamiliar number, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes:

How could anyone know my phone number?

He answered the call and put it on speakerphone, then said in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

"Old dog Fang, how is Xiao Li?"

"That bald monk said he's out of danger, is that true or false?" A cold and urgent voice suddenly rang out from the other end of the phone!

Just as the old man was about to speak, a cold yet fiery voice boomed from the other end of the phone again:

"Old dog Fang, are you dead?"

"Still can't understand what I'm saying?"

"If you're mute, then let that bald monk answer the phone!"

"You crazy woman, did you even give me a chance to speak?"

The old man sighed helplessly, his knuckles unconsciously tracing the edge of the old-fashioned mobile phone, and added:

"He's very lucky; the monk said he'll wake up within three days."

"Um, where are you now?"

"I'm going there. If he doesn't wake up within three days, let that bald monk get a beating!"

Jiang Shuwan's voice faded.

The monk's brows furrowed instantly, and his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

He was about to try to explain when the old man interrupted him: "Do you remember the Fifth Special District, the place where we used to live?"

"beep--"

The call was abruptly ended.

The old man put away his old-fashioned mobile phone and was immediately met with the monk's gloomy face.

The monk's lips twitched, suppressing his anger as he spoke: "Old dog Fang, my estimate of three days for him to wake up was just a conservative one, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, the old man raised his hand to interrupt him: "As long as he can wake up, it doesn't matter how many days it takes."

"You... fucking bastard."

The monk finally couldn't hold back and swore.

……

On a main road in the Fifth Special District.

The warm yellow streetlights cast hazy halos of light through the rain.

A shirtless man was carrying a delicate body in his arms as they walked on the slippery road.

Lin Ye used his floral vest as a bandage to tightly wrap the wound on Jiang Shuwan's waist, but blood still seeped out quickly.

"Honey, it's at the southernmost part of the Fifth Special District."

"Also, I can walk by myself, you don't need to carry me all the time."

Jiang Shuwan leaned against him and gently poked his firm chest with her fingertips.

"That won't do."

Lin Ye grinned, his voice gentle: "Of course I can't miss this chance to hold my wife all the time."

"You're always just being cheeky."

Jiang Shuwan smiled happily, her eyes curving into crescents: "From now on, when we go out, you can hold me the whole time."

"That's great, this is a huge reward for me."

Lin Ye responded gently, his figure darting swiftly through the night, yet he held the person in his arms as steadily as a mountain.

"You! Your mind is always filled with those embarrassing things." Jiang Shuwan gently pinched him with her fingertips.

"Hehe, that means we're very sexually happy every day."

Lin Ye suddenly changed the subject: "By the way, honey, how about we go stay in the capital city for a couple of days?"

"We're going to see our son and daughter. Yan Yan has been saying she wants us to visit her luxurious office."

"And then, on the way... let's beat up that head of the Zhen'e Court."

At this point, a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, as if to say, "You're just waiting to die, kid," but a smile still lingered on his lips.

A glint of light flashed in Jiang Shuwan's eyes: "Great, it's been a long time since we've spent time in a different city."

As if suddenly remembering something, she looked up at him and asked, "Honey, where's our car?"

Lin Ye paused slightly, then continued disappearing into the night, his voice tinged with a hint of helplessness:

"The car was in an accident and is totaled..."

"puff--"

Jiang Shuwan couldn't help but laugh out loud, tapping his forehead with her fingertip: "Then we can just buy a new one. Or... are you going to carry me all the way to the capital?"

Lin Ye responded gently, "It would be better to buy a car, so you can lie down more comfortably, right?"

"Hmph, didn't you say you wanted to hug me all the time? Now you're not going to?"

Jiang Shuwan scolded him playfully, but buried her face even deeper into his chest.

"Hehe, I'm just doing this so my wife can get better rest."

"Of course, I'd still be more than happy to carry you all the way to the capital!"

Lin Ye quickly responded with a smile, and quickened his pace.

Jiang Shuwan chuckled and patted his shoulder: "Alright, put me down. I'm not a delicate woman."

……

At dawn, the first rays of sunlight pierced through the clouds.

Holy Capital.

The central building had long since turned into a battlefield.

Thick, fresh blood trickled down the cracks in the stairs, forming dark red puddles on the marble floor.

The walls on each floor bear charred marks.

The icicles hanging from the ceiling had not completely melted, and the water droplets made a soft "drip-drip" sound as they hit the corpse.

Overnight.

The central government's power was completely taken back by the Zhen'e Court during this bloody feast.

With various parties urging him to take charge, Zhao Shanhe was ultimately chosen to temporarily assume leadership of the central government.

After all, as long as Zhen'e Ting still exists.

The central government is merely a power organ that targets ordinary people.

The people at the bottom were completely unaware of this overnight power shift.

Even if they knew, it wouldn't matter to them.

What they really care about is...

Will I be able to eat my fill today?

Will we ever be able to have enough to eat forever?

Is it possible to live in a world without war and enjoy a short life?

If one can meet a lover with whom one can grow old together, that would be the best fortune in life.

At this moment, half of the Zhen'erting army had returned to the Zhen'erting Tower.

They were covered in deep, bone-revealing wounds, but they walked straight with every step.

The pain from the wound seemed to be suppressed by the resilience ingrained in his bones.

The remaining half were treated by the medical staff in Zhenbei City.

A row of red lights illuminated outside the operating room; every second felt like a tug-of-war with death.

Inside the central control room on the 32nd floor.

Shen Rou's fingertips flew across the keyboard, and the code on the screen scrolled by like flowing water.

A few seconds later, Lin Mu's information was changed back to Bai Jue.

She breathed a sigh of relief, her fingertips lightly pressed against her chest, silently praying: May this war never happen again.

Zhen'e Ting also needs time to bring in new talent.