"Did you really think I wouldn't kill you?"
In Iron Blood City, Long Hao fixed Bai Yang with a cold stare. He was certain Bai Yang was connected to the disappearance of the sea creatures, but Bai Yang had repeatedly defied him, pushing his patience to its limit.
Killing Bai Yang would be easy enough. He could kill him and still get answers from Bai Xiao Jing. The only reason he had held back again and again was that he wanted to get the whole story from an adult like Bai Yang. Bai Xiao Jing was only a child, and there were probably many things he couldn't explain clearly.
Feeling Long Hao's icy killing intent, Bai Yang was about to keep talking and buy himself some time. Then his eyebrows lifted. No need. What was coming had already arrived.
He glanced instinctively toward the distant outskirts of Iron Blood City, then looked at the more than two million people surrounding the Burning Legion's encampment.
At that moment, Bai Yang saw miasma billowing from every one of them like wolf smoke. They were in for a spectacular run of bad luck!
Those people were destined to suffer next, but Bai Yang could vaguely see a thread of vitality flickering behind their misfortune.
A little thought was all it took for him to understand. Their bad luck was a certainty, but there was still a sliver of hope—as if something could completely turn their troubles around.
He instinctively used the Innate Tai Chi Bagua Diagram to divine the situation, and made a strange discovery: the misfortune of those unlucky bastards was tied to him!
You've got to be kidding me. They came after me, and because of Song Changge, they're going to get unlucky—but in the end, I might be the one