With a warehouse full of supplies, I stood alone as king in this chaotic world, gun in hand.

Xiao Lin looked at Nangong Wu with suspicion, feeling that she wasn't someone who would compromise so easily. Could it be...?

"Alright, it's settled then." Nangong Wu then looked at Huo Jing, "Father, your birthday is on the 26th of next month. What gift would you like? I'll find it for you."

Huo Jing's eyes flickered a few times. "Wu'er! Our Prince's Mansion has everything, so there's no need to send any gifts. Since you're willing to assist Prince Rui, then prepare one million taels of silver for him as soon as possible, so that your father can return to reunite with you sooner."

"Understood!" Nangong Wu replied, but suddenly raised the gun in her hand.

Xu Zhiyuan seemed to know how powerful the gun was. The moment he saw her brandish it, he was so startled that he leaped down the steep hillside beside him.

"Bang! Bang!" Two gunshots rang out, killing the two men in black who were holding Huo Jing hostage.

"Damn it." Xiao Lin raised his hand and shot out three hidden weapons.

Xu Zhiyuan rolled down the hillside, avoiding the hidden weapons.

Xiao Lin drew his sword from his back and was about to give chase.

"Don't pursue a desperate enemy," Nangong Wu called out to him.

Xu Zhiyuan has troops under his command, and they may have already set up an ambush around this mountain; they cannot be separated.

Huo Jing was startled when Nangong Wu suddenly made her move, and collapsed to the ground.

"Wu'er, why...why did you hit her?"

"Bang!" Nangong Wu suddenly fired another shot at Huo Jing's right calf.

"Ah!" Huo Jing screamed, clutching his calves with both hands.

"Wu'er, what are you doing?"

"At this point, what's the point of pretending anymore?" Nangong Wu grabbed "Huo Jing's" hair, holding a bottle of medicine in her hand.

They pulled off the bottle cap and poured the medicine onto Huo Jing's face.

A moment later, Huo Jing's face began to wrinkle.

Nangong Wu grabbed at his face haphazardly, and a fake face peeled off, revealing an unfamiliar face.

Xiao Lin returned just in time to see this scene, and he couldn't help but shudder, touching his face with his hand.

"How...how did you figure that out?" The fake Huo Jing looked at her with horror in his eyes.

"Because my father never calls me Wu'er, and his birthday isn't on the 26th of next month." Nangong Wu pressed the muzzle of the gun against his forehead.

"Tell me! Where is my father?"

"I don't know, don't kill me..." The fake Huo Jing's face turned deathly pale.

"You won't talk, huh!" Xiao Lin stepped on his left little foot and applied a little pressure.

"Crack!" A crisp sound of bone breaking.

"Ah..." The fake Huo Jing let out a pig-like scream.

"I'll ask you one last time, where is my father?" Nangong Wu's gaze was icy.

"I said... don't kill me..." The fake Huo Jing was so frightened that he forgot to cry out, his body trembling and he even peed himself.

"He's...in the hands of the Serpent Spirit Society..."

"Where is the Serpent Spirit?" Nangong Wu asked again.

"I don't know. I'm just a captain under General Xu. I overheard him mentioning the Serpent Spirit Society. It must be in their hands..."

"Bang!" Nangong Wu shot him in the forehead.

"Your Highness, Xu Zhiyuan has indeed set up an ambush around the area." Xiao Lin's expression was grim.

"Let's go down the mountain first." Nangong Wu handed him the pistol. "You can use this later."

Xiao Lin's eyes gleamed. "Your Highness, I'm practically your bodyguard, and also a father of several children. The Flying Feather Guards all have guns, so why don't you give me one too?"

"No way." Nangong Wu refused without hesitation.

Xiao Lin is not a member of the Flying Feather Guard and will leave sooner or later. These weapons of hers do not belong here and must not be allowed to fall into the wrong hands.

"Your Highness! I'm so heartbroken that you refused so decisively!" Xiao Lin clutched his chest, his face showing a wronged expression, his eyes shimmering with tears.

Nangong Wu: "...?" A grown man, acting like a wronged little wife, it's unbearable to watch.

"I can lend it to you until you leave, then return it to me when you leave."

"Alright!" Xiao Lin's lips curled into a grin as soon as he heard he could borrow it. "Then give me two more magazines!"

"Okay." Nangong Wu reached into the small bag on her back, took out five magazines from her spatial storage, put them into a small pouch, and then hung it on his body.

There's a big battle coming up, so we should give them a few magazines.

Xiao Lin's eyes flashed with surprise. Could her little handbag be a divine object?

Nangong Wu thought for a moment, then gave him a holster and hung it on his waist. "This way it will be easier to draw your gun."

"Your Highness, you are so good to me." Xiao Lin blinked at her, his eyes sparkling with tiny lights.

Nangong Wu noticed that although the man's appearance was ordinary, he had a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, which were bright and sparkling like stars in the sky.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Suddenly a hail of arrows rained down.

"Watch out!" Xiao Lin flashed in front of Nangong Wu, his sword flashing so fast it was impenetrable.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Nangong Wu hid behind a rock, took out a few grenades, pulled the pins, and threw them down.

"Boom boom boom..."

After several explosions, the rain of arrows stopped, followed by a series of screams.

It seems that the bombs just now killed or injured quite a few people.

Nangong Wu and Xiao Lin stood on the hillside and saw a large, dark mass of people, at least a thousand, in the hazy night.

Because of the bombs earlier, they were too scared to go any closer.

"They might be Nangong Xun's private soldiers," Xiao Lin said.

"Not necessarily," Nangong Wu shook her head.

Although the Xu family members were all arrested, his troops had become the Xu Family Army, and he could still mobilize troops even without the tiger tally.

A flash of killing intent crossed Xiao Lin's eyes. "Since they are rebels, there's no need to keep them alive."

"Nangong Wu, so you're the thief who broke into Prince Rui's mansion and Marquis Wu'an's mansion!" Xu Zhiyuan's furious roar rang out.

"You're asking for it." Nangong Wu pulled out a dozen more grenades and threw them in the direction of Xu Zhiyuan's voice.

Xiao Lin watched with envy and imitated her, smashing down as well.

"Boom boom boom boom boom..."

The two launched a barrage of attacks.

"Oh no! General Xu has been killed in action!"

"We need to get out of here quickly..."

Xiao Lin smiled and said, "This bastard could have lived a few more days, but he insisted on courting death."

Seeing that these people were in complete disarray and fleeing down the mountain, Nangong Wu didn't even care about the wounded soldiers lying on the ground groaning in pain.

"Let's kill our way down." Nangong Wu pulled out a pistol and glanced at the man beside her.

"Your marksmanship needs more practice. There are so many live targets tonight, so practice a lot!"

"Okay." Xiao Lin also felt this was a good opportunity to practice his marksmanship, and drew his pistol as well.

The two rushed down the mountain.

Seeing that they had actually attacked, the defeated soldiers ran even faster.

Xiao Lin has excellent lightness skills; he can shoot down several people while in mid-air, and he never misses.

One by one, they fell to the ground under his gun.

Nangong Wu ran behind him, and he could only pick off the stragglers with a machine gun.

The path they walked on was strewn with corpses.