Jiang Chen fell silent.
He had imagined the Fatty had a very special identity, but never one this special.
The Fatty was actually from the Ancient Family.
It was hard to imagine that the timid, tearful Fatty, who had not an ounce of aristocratic bearing, could have such a noble status.
Now that his ability had fully awakened, it was inevitable that he would attract even more trouble.
Some people didn't want the Fatty alive, because he was the Ancient Family's second heir.
If his ability hadn't awakened so weakly, he should have been the first heir.
Now, the Fatty's ability had fully awakened.
And he was a divine beast unseen for ten thousand years.
That alone might be enough to restore him to the position of first heir.
But it also put him in danger.
Some people didn't want the Fatty to return to the position of first heir to the Ancient Family.
The best way to stop him was to kill him.
Those who wanted the Fatty dead had first schemed to make Jiang Chen disappear, then impersonated him, and finally planned to kill the Fatty.
Everyone knew Jiang Chen was the Fatty's best friend.
Everyone knew Jiang Chen would never hurt the Fatty.
But what if this Jiang Chen was an impostor?
Who would have guessed that this fake Jiang Chen was right beside the Fatty, waiting for a chance to kill him?
When the time came, everyone would think Jiang Chen had tried to hurt the Fatty!
And no one would suspect that this was a carefully planned conspiracy.
Damn it! Anyone who dared to scheme against him and the Fatty would pay a terrible price.
With that thought, Jiang Chen used Flash Step and appeared right in front of the Fatty.
The Fatty stared at Jiang Chen in surprise.
He asked in shock, "Who are you? Why do you look exactly like Brother Chen?"
"Fatty, don't you even recognize me?"
That voice sounded exactly like Brother Chen's.
Could this be Brother Chen? But Brother Chen was right beside him, and had been talking to him just moments ago.
Confused, the Fatty looked at the "Jiang Chen" beside him and asked, "Brother Chen, this guy is so strange. Why does he look just like you and sound just like you, too?"
Before the impostor could speak, Jiang Chen spoke first. "Because he's a fake!"
Jiang Chen grabbed the Fatty and pulled him behind himself.
He moved so quickly that the impostor was caught off guard. All he could do was watch as Jiang Chen shielded the Fatty.
In the night, a cold breeze stirred the loose hair over Jiang Chen's forehead.
It revealed a pair of sharp eyes.
He glanced at the impostor. "What, still planning to use my face to fool people?"
Jiang Chen gripped his Zanpakuto and said, "Bloom, Lapis Lazuli Infernal Fire."
"You may be able to copy my appearance and voice, but you can't copy my ability."
"You..."
The impostor stared at Jiang Chen in disbelief, his voice shrill and grating. "You shouldn't be here! How could you come back?"
"That's not something you need to worry about!"
Jiang Chen controlled the flames and sent a sharp strike straight at the impostor's face.
His eyes were cold as he said, "You have no right to wear my face!"
The impostor tried to dodge, but the flames in Jiang Chen's hand seemed to have eyes. No matter how he tried to evade them, he couldn't escape their attack.
"Ah!"
The impostor screamed, drawing the attention of the people nearby.
The Lapis Lazuli Infernal Fire had struck his face.
Seven-colored Glaze flames burned across it.
Everyone was frightened and afraid to come closer.
Someone cried out in panic, "Someone's on fire!"
"What do we do? Hurry and contact the Law Enforcement Team!"
The clamor around them did nothing to distract Jiang Chen.
He stared coldly at the impostor, as if he were already a corpse.
As long as Jiang Chen didn't stop it, the Lapis Lazuli Infernal Fire would keep burning.
The moment it touched the flames, the impostor had already lost.
"Demon Extermination Mask, appear!"
At this critical moment, the impostor finally tried to protect himself.
A terrifying, ferocious mask with bared fangs appeared on his face, and a black robe covered his entire body.
So this is what the impostor really looks like.
Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes but said nothing.
Now that he had returned to his original appearance, the black-robed Ghost-faced Man stared at Jiang Chen with murderous intent.
He had never imagined this could happen. He had made all the preparations and only needed the Fatty to fall into his trap. Then he would transform into Jiang Chen and kill him, leaving no one to suspect him.
He had clearly sent Jiang Chen to another world using a forbidden technique, yet Jiang Chen had still returned and ruined his plan.
Very well. Very well!
It had been many years since anyone had made him this furious.
How should I make Jiang Chen die?
The Fatty had witnessed everything. No matter how slow he was, he knew the person standing across from him wasn't Brother Chen at all.
He had deliberately impersonated Brother Chen to win the Fatty's trust. Whatever his goal was, he certainly meant no good.
Damn it! Anyone who schemed against Brother Chen was crossing his line.
The Fatty roared at the sky, "Ability, activate!"
"Xiao Guai, take down that bad guy!"
"Xiao Guai? This venerable one refuses to have such a foolish name!"
As a dignified divine beast, it deserved a mighty, imposing name—not something as ridiculous as Xiao Guai.
Bai Ze lodged its protest.
"Xiao Guai, take him down!"
The Fatty's mind was filled with thoughts of defeating the person who had schemed against Brother Chen. He had no time to listen to anything else.
Bai Ze was furious. It wasn't some common cat or dog; it had formed an equal contract with the Fatty.
It wasn't a master-servant contract.
How dare the Fatty ignore its protest and keep calling it by such an awful name?
The divine beast was enraged. It turned away, flicked its tail, and disappeared.
No matter how the Fatty called for it, it refused to come out.
"Brother Chen, why won't Xiao Guai listen?"
It was the Fatty's first time using a divine beast in battle, and he was still clumsy at it.
"It's still a juvenile, and not strong enough yet. Even if you summon it, it won't be much help."
The Fatty knew that. Juvenile divine beasts weren't very powerful; they were just stronger than some adult demon beasts.
But he had wanted to avenge Brother Chen.
And now he had let him down.
"Brother Chen, am I completely useless?"
The Fatty lowered his head, looking miserable, as if he were about to burst into tears.
"Who says that? I think you're excellent. Even when you were weak, your kindness touched so many people around you. I only helped you a little, and you treated me as your best friend."
"Meeting a friend like you is my good fortune, Jiang Chen's."
"Fatty, at least in my eyes, you're far better than him."
As Jiang Chen spoke, he stared coldly at the Ghost-faced Man opposite him.
The Ghost-faced Man let out a sinister laugh. "Gah gah! Since you two are such devoted brothers, I'll send you to hell together, where you can be the best of friends!"
The Ghost-faced Man pressed his hands together and chanted, "Ability, activate. Summon Hell Cerberus!"
Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and wind and thunder raged.
As lightning flashed and thunder boomed, a red-skinned monster with three dog heads appeared before everyone.
What was that...
The Fatty stared, stunned. He had never imagined anyone in this world could summon a divine beast that had only ever appeared in mythology.
Hell Cerberus!!!
"Die!"
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