The True Fated Son-Finale

Soaring Sky Empire's meaning was obvious: they wanted to use everyone in the city as leverage against Ye Lang. Ye Lang could escape, and the Ye Clan could escape too—but what about everyone else in the city?

Ye Lang had quite a few friends here. Wind Flower Snow Moon Tower was one example. Could he look after so many people? No. That was impossible.

And even if they were merely ordinary civilians, could Ye Lang really stand by and watch them die? There were simply too many of them.

The voice did not belong to the Xiangkong Emperor, but everyone knew this was his intention. Other than him, who could create such a massive commotion?

"What do you want?" Ye Lang looked up at the sky and asked coldly. His voice did not seem loud, yet it spread throughout the entire city and reached the skies above it.

"The same condition as before. Join Soaring Sky Empire, and you can enjoy glory and wealth! It is good for you, good for me, and good for everyone. It is not even asking much of you. You can gain benefits while saving the people of this city," the voice continued.

"It sounds rather good. As long as I alone go enjoy myself, I can save everyone, right?" Ye Lang asked blandly.

"Yes, exactly that!!"

"Fine! I agree!!" Ye Lang said.

"Ye Lang..."

"Thirteen..."

"Little King..."

"You do not need to say anything. This is the best solution right now, and the only one. They merely want me alone. What does it matter?" Ye Lang said indifferently.

"I'm going with you!" Zhao Yarou was the first to speak at that moment. It was not only because she did not want to leave Ye Lang, but also because she had to bear responsibility