"Sir!!"
Secretary Fan's voice and footsteps reached the door almost simultaneously.
But when he saw the scene inside the room, his entire body froze, his pupils contracting sharply.
—Underworld officials?!
Why were they here?!
At that moment, a deafening buzz exploded in Lu Chen's head.
"Dead?"
He abruptly turned toward the bed.
Madam Zheng still lay utterly motionless, yet there was indeed a pool of dark red blood on the bedsheet.
"Madam!!!" Secretary Fan's gaze swept over as well. He let out a mournful cry, his legs giving way as he collapsed to the floor.
Lu Chen dashed to the window in a single stride, his fingers just about to check for her breath.
Behind him, Fan Rusong spoke in a low voice. "General, she is indeed dead. Her soul has already been taken away."
The veins at Lu Chen's temples bulged, his clenched fists cracking.
"Fuck! Fuck!!! Fuck that goddamn Plague Emperor!!!"
Consumed by rage, he no longer held anything back and cursed outright.
Light flashed in his hand, and the Qilin Saber and Tengyun Wood appeared in his grasp.
Lu Chen immediately decided to use the Idol Communion Technique and demand answers from that treacherous old bastard!
He had promised seven days!
Why had he forcibly claimed her life before the deadline?
Did becoming a god mean he could act so recklessly, treating human lives like blades of grass?!
Especially when he had made a promise beforehand!
What kind of bullshit god was that?!
"General, don't!" Fan Rusong hurriedly pressed down the hand he was using to cast the spell. "Please calm down. There is still a chance to turn this around!!"
Her words were like a bucket of ice water over his head.
Lu Chen's thoughts raced, and he immediately activated the divine ability [Purest Water].
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