Fighting and Killing Aren't What I Want! (Please Invest!)

Dai Mubai's explosive shout drew every eye present over to him.

"Family? I'd say that guy's your lover!" Dai Mubai glared furiously at Zhu Zhuqing. "Don't forget, you're my fiancée!"

At that moment, Dai Mubai looked as if someone had cheated on him. It was clearly something that belonged to him—even if he didn't take it, it was still his!

And after seeing how beautiful his fiancée was, his thoughts naturally changed. Those high-class female companions were far inferior to Zhu Zhuqing!

When Oscar heard Dai Mubai's words, his eyes widened at once. Good grief! He had a fiancée and still played around that wildly?

So envious!

Ning Rongrong leaned in beside Zhu Zhuqing. "Qingqing, is what he said true?"

Zhu Zhuqing's expression grew colder. "A marriage contract? Just a piece of scrap paper."

"Whoa!"

Ning Rongrong's eyes shone as she watched her. That line was so cool!

When Dai Mubai heard that, he instantly flew into a rage. "Scrap paper? Heh, you say it's scrap paper and that makes it scrap paper? Without my consent, what right do you have to void it!"

Zhu Zhuqing merely looked at him indifferently and did not bother to answer.

Before absolute strength, all rules were a joke!

But when Dai Mubai saw Zhu Zhuqing's silent expression, he grew even more relentless. "As long as that marriage contract exists, you're branded with my name! You can't shake it off! And no matter how debauched I am, at least I can still become a Carefree Prince. What the hell is your lover supposed to be!"

"What the hell are you supposed to be!" Zhu Zhuqing's face chilled. "A useless, degenerate coward. How dare you talk about anyone else!"

Hearing this, the fury in Dai Mubai's heart exploded with a bang, and he was so angry he laughed.

"What am I supposed to be?"

"I am the Third Prince of the Star Luo Empire. If I wanted, there are a hundred ways your lover could die! In the end, he's just a commoner! And you! You're nothing but a tool for a political marriage!"

As he spoke, Dai Mubai looked at Zhu Zhuqing with a vicious gleam in his eyes. "If you don't want your lover to die an unnatural death, you'd better obediently follow the marriage contract."

The moment those words came out, the atmosphere around them instantly turned strange.

What Ning Rongrong thought was, Wow! This guy is so brave! Doesn't he even look at the gap in strength? Oh, right, he doesn't know yet.

Zhu Zhuqing, meanwhile, showed a look as if she were staring at trash. After all, this guy's threat was truly laughable. If he wanted to use the power of the Star Luo Royal Family, his imperial elder brother was an obstacle he could not get around. If he truly wanted to mobilize it, he could only cripple his own Soul Power as a bargaining chip.

But would this guy really be willing to trade all his Soul Power for Jiang Qianhai's life, someone he saw as nothing but a commoner?

Don't be ridiculous. It was completely impossible. Otherwise, he would not have fled to the Balak Kingdom in the first place.

The reason he was making such a fuss now was, first, because of face, and second, because he coveted Zhu Zhuqing's body.

Zhao Wuji, for his part, wanted to speak but stopped. He felt Dai Mubai's words had gone too far. Of course, as someone protective of his own, he was still afraid Jiang Qianhai would be provoked into striking him directly. If that happened, all he could do was pray Jiang Qianhai showed mercy.

Oscar... was utterly bewildered.

Jiang Qianhai wanted to see what else this prince would say. It was just that the throbbing vein at his temple showed he was building up his rage.

Tang San? He was off to the side holding his Xiao Wu, his eyes lowered, with no one knowing what he was thinking.

Dai Mubai was still going, pointing at Zhu Zhuqing as he began to sneer.

"Zhu Zhuqing, you're already secondhand goods now. You should be thanking me for not holding your past against you and still being willing to accept you. Otherwise, a dirty woman like you would at best count as some high-class merchandise!"

Boom!

A streak of black light flashed past. Zhao Wuji only had time to lift his hand, while everyone else revealed shocked expressions.

They saw Dai Mubai lying on the ground, covered in blood. His pupils trembled violently as he stared blankly at his empty left hand.

Then came a pained roar.

"Mubai!"

Zhao Wuji rushed over to Dai Mubai's side, suddenly at a loss for what to do.

Seeing Jiang Qianhai walking over step by step, Zhao Wuji knew he might not be a match, but he still stood in front of Jiang Qianhai.

But Jiang Qianhai had no intention of continuing to attack. What he had thrown out just now was the Mystic Heavy Ruler, and he was coming over now only to retrieve his weapon.

Zhao Wuji's face was full of vigilance, afraid Jiang Qianhai would suddenly make a move. Though he had also guessed Jiang Qianhai's intention and even understood his actions, Dai Mubai was still his student. He could not do nothing.

Jiang Qianhai looked down at Dai Mubai. "Disaster comes from the mouth. This time, I'm taking one of your arms. I believe you'll hate me especially much. As for the rest, I'll smash it slowly later."

As soon as these words came out, Dai Mubai's face turned another three shades paler.

"Thank you for showing mercy!"

Zhao Wuji thanked him in a low voice. He knew Jiang Qianhai had indeed shown mercy, and he was also very clear that the dignity of the strong could not be offended. When facing an opponent one could not match, one still had to know when to back down.

Jiang Qianhai was actually quite helpless too. He had originally wanted to skewer Dai Mubai right through the heart. After all, even if that guy had been blinded by rage, the words he said were genuinely ugly.

Unfortunately, he still had not been able to kill him. In his previous life and this one combined, when had he ever killed anyone?

Still, leaving Dai Mubai alive was not a bad thing. At least it would let him adapt to the matter of killing people step by step.

Just like Dai Mubai's mangled arm—after Jiang Qianhai got used to it for a moment, only the slightest bit of discomfort remained.

Retrieving the Mystic Heavy Ruler, Jiang Qianhai sighed in his heart.

I just want to be a Fisherman, so why do I have to fight and kill? I'm really not used to fighting and killing!

In his previous life, even watching a car accident could make him sick for days, let alone killing someone. He could only slowly get used to it.

Oscar, who had been called over by Zhao Wuji, saw Jiang Qianhai about to walk past him and was so frightened that he dodged several steps to the side, clamping his mouth shut as he repeated inwardly, Trouble comes from the mouth, trouble comes from the mouth.

Ning Rongrong looked at the returning Jiang Qianhai with eyes full of worship. Now this was what it meant to fly into a rage for a beauty!

And had that not been insanely cool just now?

Not only had he easily intimidated a Soul Saint into not daring to make a move, he had even made the other party thank him for showing mercy!

This kind of satisfying webnovel scene was something even her Sword Grandfather and Grandpa Bone could not pull off!

If I were that strong, I'd definitely heh-heh-ha-heh and smash that Dai Mubai straight into a pancake!

Even she had felt mentally uncomfortable hearing what he said just now. If it had been up to her, taking one of his arms would have been far too cheap for him!

At the end of the day, this girl's true nature was that of a Little Demon Girl!

Even more ruthless than Jiang Qianhai!

Zhu Zhuqing gently stroked Jiang Qianhai's cheek as he returned. How well did she understand Jiang Qianhai?

Naturally, she had seen his discomfort. While she found it a little amusing, her heart also ached for him.

Her boyfriend was powerful, but he still was not used enough to this world's cruel laws.

"Wait for me a moment."

Zhu Zhuqing raised herself up and brushed Jiang Qianhai's lips, then walked over to Dai Mubai with a cold expression.

She did not even glance at Dai Mubai, who was still being treated, and went straight toward the severed arm.

She took out a sheet of parchment from her Soul Tool, picked up the severed arm, dipped its fingers in a bit of blood, and pressed them onto the parchment. Then, as if throwing away trash, she tossed the arm aside.

This paper was none other than proof that once the handprint was pressed onto it, Dai Mubai had "voluntarily" dissolved their engagement.

Although Star Luo would not acknowledge it, did it matter whether they acknowledged it or not?

Before leaving, Zhu Zhuqing expressionlessly threw the two copies of the marriage contract that belonged to her onto Dai Mubai. She was unwilling to say even a single word and simply left.

Just as she had said, in the face of absolute strength, what was a marriage contract worth?

Dai Mubai was so enraged by Zhu Zhuqing's actions that he spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted on the spot.

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