Leader, You're Not Dead!

"King!"

The group scrambled to Wang Bujian's bedside and knelt down with a thud.

Everyone else in the hall felt a pang of sympathy; this guy had really knelt down properly.

Unexpectedly, Captains Han Po, Wei Dong, Wen Kai, Liu Xiangqin, and Chu Xi were so loyal to their leader.

His loyalty was simply beyond words.

Wan Wu also rushed back as fast as he could.

He was exhausted and covered in a layer of dust.

"Leader!!!"

As soon as he entered the room, he heard Han Po and the others kneeling by the bed, wailing and howling. He thought Wang Bujian had already passed away.

Suddenly everything went black, and my legs went weak.

He would mutter to himself, "Our leader perished before completing his great undertaking; now, Zombie Tide ravages the Nine Provinces, and the entire nation is in turmoil. This is truly a time of critical survival..."

What's truly disheartening is that the chieftain is not even married yet, and has nowhere to entrust his orphaned child.

The cool autumn wind sent a chill down the spines of everyone present.

Before he could continue reading, a pillow flew from the bed and hit him on the head.

This flying pillow was so powerful that it knocked Wan Wu backwards.

Wan Wu looked up in astonishment.

Han Po and the others were still kneeling by the bed, so the pillow couldn't have been thrown by them. It could only have flown from the other side of the bed.

The leader is nearing his deathbed; does he still have so much strength in his hands?

He looked up and saw Wang Bujian glaring at him with eyes full of anger.

Standing.

Wan Wu jumped up all at once.

"Chief, you're not dead?"

"What? You're disappointed I didn't die?"

"No, no, no, that's great! Chief, you're not dead! I almost thought we had no hope if we Immortal Royal Court."

Wan Wu really cried.

We only realize the value of something when we lose it.

Wang Bujian had always appeared very powerful, giving the impression that he was omnipotent. But this assassination attempt made them all realize that Wang Bujian was also human, capable of being injured and dying.

Han Po and the others were even more shocked. "Leader, are you alright?"

Wang Bujian said somewhat irritably, "It's alright, I won't die."

When he saw the man draw his gun, he used his Ghost Power to protect his entire body. If he hadn't left an opening, the bullet wouldn't have been able to get close to him at all.

The bullet did indeed penetrate his body, but it only broke through the flesh and did not reach his heart; he then used his Ghost Power to envelop it.

Then, he quietly took it out; by this time, his wound had actually healed.

Don't underestimate the healing abilities of an A-rank Contract Anomalist.

The higher the compatibility with the eerie, the longer the Ghost Power washes over him, the less his body resembles that of an ordinary person.

The higher the level of the Contract Anomalist, the harder it is for them to die.

Unless you completely exhaust their Ghost Power, it's very difficult to kill a high-level Contract Anomalist.

Han Po and the others quickly wiped away their tears. "You should have said so earlier! We were almost scared to death!"

Wan Wu stepped forward in a few strides, disregarding any potential offense. Wang Bujian up and down, and only after confirming that the man was truly unharmed did he lower his head and ask, "The Small Town has been sealed off. Should we begin the search?"

The assassin is dead.

But no one could believe that the assassination was something that person wanted to do on their own.

Wang Bujian hadn't offended anyone.

Instead, they took in many survivors, providing them with shelter and a place to live.

Furthermore, even if someone offends another person without knowing when or why, they wouldn't need to commit suicide by poison after the assassination, which doesn't align with the actions of an avenger.

Instead, he seemed more like a suicide squad member.