"Who hurt him?"
Fu Yao shook her head. "I don't know. Minister Qin was already injured before he came to the Southern Border, and he still hasn't recovered."
Bai Ye pondered this. Could the Chief Judge really have injured him on judgment day?
The click of an empty gun interrupted his thoughts.
"Mr. Bai, we're out of ammo." Zhou Li pulled the trigger twice on an empty gun, then spread his hands helplessly.
"Here." With a casual wave from Bai Ye, a row of brand-new firearms appeared out of thin air in the back seat. These were all weapons he had stored in his Divine Kingdom.
Zhou Li had long since grown accustomed to his miraculous abilities. He excitedly picked up a gun and continued firing outside.
Yet several hours passed without drawing a single person from the West Continent.
"What's going on? Where is everyone?" Bai Ye was somewhat displeased. He had eaten yesterday, but he needed to eat today too.
"Maybe it's because you wiped out all the checkpoints along the way?"
"With so many West Continent people wiped out, hasn't anyone noticed and come to reinforce them?"
"Uh..." Zhou Li hesitated. "Mr. Bai, could it be that you acted so quickly those dead West Continent soldiers never even had a chance to call for backup?"
Bai Ye: "..."
A god could not be wrong, so the blame could only lie with the West Continent people for being too useless.
He turned to look at Little Tangerine, who was sleeping beside him. The little girl was curled up on the seat like an orange cat tucked into a ball.
Little Tangerine was utterly carefree. Even with gunfire ringing out throughout the journey, she still slept soundly.
"Big Orange, wake up." Bai Ye shook Little Tangerine awake.
Drool hung