We Hope You Can... Stand by and Watch That Girl Die.

Bai Sheng glanced back at Jing Yuan, his expression somewhat complicated. The dignified general of Xianzhou Luofu had actually become his master. Bai Sheng had seen photos of the Xianzhou general online. He and the person before him couldn't be said to be exactly identical—they were exactly identical.

There would be plenty of time to think about these matters later. For now, Bai Sheng still had to save the two of them first. Aatrox was fine; at worst, he would have to spend some materials to create another body. But Beleria was different.

"Master, forgive your disciple for not having time to pay his respects. I have to save my friends first. See you later, Master."

With that, Bai Sheng bowed to Jing Yuan, then picked up Pandora and headed over to help.

With Bai Sheng joining the battle, the pressure on the two of them was greatly reduced.

Behind them, Jing Yuan watched Bai Sheng rush toward the battlefield and murmured:

"Forget it, forget it. He'll have to return to Xianzhou sooner or later. I might as well speed up the process."

As he thought this, he had already summoned Stone Fire Dream Body. It was a formation blade, forged from the remnants of the radiant arrows with which Emperor's Bow, the [Hunt] Aeon [Lan], had shot down the stars.

He was about to advance and defend against the enemy when someone suddenly grabbed his shoulder.

"General, don't you want to know how far those three little fellows can go?"

At some point, Black Swan had once again appeared behind Jing Yuan, idly playing with a purple tarot card in her hand.

Jing Yuan looked at the suddenly appearing Memory Eater, his golden eyes fixed tightly on her as if he wanted to see through her soul.

"Does our Memory Eater friend mean to say that you want Jing to stand by and watch those three children go to their deaths?"

In a daze, a golden phantom seemed to be taking shape behind Jing Yuan.

"General, please calm down. I'm not the sort of person who will stop at nothing for the sake of memory. That [Destruction] Emanator didn't choose to come here in person, did she? So, General, you're simply losing your composure because you care.

"Compared with flowers grown in a greenhouse, enjoying warmth and moist watering, wildflowers by the roadside that face the raging wind and rain head-on surely bloom more brilliantly and magnificently, don't they?

"Once those three little fellows can't hold on any longer, it won't be difficult for you to save them. It seems more friends have arrived. Then it's time for me to leave the stage."

Black Swan put away the tarot card in her hand, produced a light cone as if by magic, and handed it to Jing Yuan. Then she vanished without a trace.

Jing Yuan examined the light cone the Memory Eater had handed him. Engraved upon it was an image of Bai Sheng fighting on the Scorched Earth Battlefield.

The light cone was titled: [Moment of Past Reenactment]

Jing Yuan placed the light cone on the table and continued drinking his tea. After taking a sip, he suddenly spoke:

"This little place has actually attracted quite a few unexpected friends. Do you need to introduce yourselves? Stellaron Hunters?"

Jing Yuan saw a purple-haired woman wearing a long coat and a girl dressed in bold, fashionable clothes, with a single spiral ponytail atop her head that looked like a single-turbocharged... ahem, single-helix ponytail.

Needless to say, they were Kafka and Silver Wolf of the Stellaron Hunters.

Two heavyweight wanted criminals with combined bounties exceeding fifteen billion.

"Greetings, General Jing Yuan."

Kafka sat gracefully across from Jing Yuan. Her stunning figure was displayed to perfection by her leather shorts and purple tights—though no one was there to appreciate it.

"Aren't you afraid I'll take you to the company to claim the bounty?"

Jing Yuan continued drinking tea.

"It doesn't matter. If it would make you happy, General, we can accompany you there."

Kafka spoke, while her eyes secretly drifted toward the other side, where the battlefield currently appeared evenly matched.

Silver Wolf said from behind her with a look of disgust:

"That's you. Don't drag me into it."

"Looks like the two of you are quite confident."

Kafka smiled faintly. That smile was enough to make anyone's soul swoon. Even Sparkle, who was more devoted to trash cans than anyone else, would become intoxicated beneath that smile and turn into a defeated puppy under Kafka's pomegranate skirt.

(Sparkle: Mind your own business! This Galaxy Baseballer is willing! Step on me, Mommy~)

"Looks like you know my disciple as well. I can pretend I didn't see you this time. State your request."

Jing Yuan drank his tea.

"It's simple. When that little girl is on the verge of death, we hope you can... stand by and watch that girl die."

"Your mastery of the Word Charm Technique is extraordinary. I'm afraid even Xianzhou People who have specialized in this art for hundreds of years would fall short of you. But it's useless against an Emanator."

Kafka had mixed a tiny bit of the Word Charm Technique into her words just now, merely to make Jing Yuan agree quickly. Jing Yuan directly released a small area of Emanator pressure.

"All right. But, General, what do you think?"

Jing Yuan set down his teacup beside the table and waved his hand at them.

"I understand. But why?"

"It will benefit Bai Sheng. And secondly, it's also saving that girl herself."

Kafka wasn't the least bit frightened by Jing Yuan's pressure, because Elio's script hadn't written that she would remain here.

"The script written by that cat named Acheron?"

"I'm sorry, General, but I'm afraid we can't comply."

Kafka's face took on a troubled expression capable of breaking Sparkle's heart.

"No matter. I'll trust you this once. Give him my regards when you return."

Jing Yuan waved his hand, indicating that the two of them could leave. Seeing that he had agreed, Kafka and Silver Wolf didn't linger. Silver Wolf, however, continued looking toward the battlefield.

"Let's go, babe."

"Oh."

Silver Wolf withdrew her gaze and tapped a few times on an electronic screen. A pixel-style Teleportation Gate appeared, taking the two of them away.

Jing Yuan didn't waste any time either. He continued to toy with the light cone while drinking his tea.

His gaze turned toward the battlefield once more...

(To be continued...)