Boss Wang's Fury (2)

A tremor rang out.

The barrier began to shake violently.

Wang Ye's face was somewhat pale as he staggered back two steps.

Yet he was smiling.

Smiling wantonly, smiling wildly.

"Everything I've done may seem childish in 'your' eyes, but—"

"If my friend gets bullied and I don't stand up for him, if I can't even protect the people around me, then protect my grandmother's human race."

"Either you kill me today."

"Or I'll destroy your illusion."

"Even if I can't tear it down, I'll suppress you deep underground and trap you for ten thousand years!"

With that roar, Wang Ye swung the Ghost Messenger Blade again and hacked at the barrier.

Clear cracks had already appeared across the barrier, spreading like a spiderweb.

At some point, Lu Wu had lifted his head. He looked blankly at Wang Ye standing before him. That back was not broad or sturdy; it was even somewhat insubstantial.

Yet for some reason, Lu Wu saw a kind of persistence in Wang Ye.

A persistence toward life.

Perhaps...

That was the most precious thing Wang Ye possessed.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Wu wiped away the tears at the corners of his eyes and rose to his feet, his eyes bloodshot. "Boss, I'm with you!"

At that moment, he completely acknowledged Wang Ye.

To be honest, at the very beginning, he had only thought Wang Ye was someone from the underworld, or rather, someone from the human race. Among all his enemies, Wang Ye was the only one he held no grudge against, so naturally, he had paid him a little attention.

Later, Wang Ye had stopped him from going to die, which counted as giving him a little hope.

But from beginning to end, Lu Wu had never truly made friends with Wang Ye.