If time were turned back just a little...
In City District Three, rain mixed with grease fell from the sky.
Watching the Holy Land nobles, who normally lorded over everyone, perform aerial acrobatics, Flesh Opinion Desire was deeply satisfied. "Cool."
That kid Chen Feng really went big whenever he made a move. He had certainly done Cihang City proud.
The two officers were utterly impressed by Flesh Opinion Desire's judgment.
"I thought that guy Chen Feng wasn't coming."
"As expected of the Divine Envoy. You even predicted this."
Not coming?
Impossible.
Flesh Opinion Desire told the two officers, "We Cihang Natives are famously petty. You think you can offend a Cihang Native and just walk away? Not that easy."
Besides.
Who was Chen Feng? He was the ruthless man who had wielded two watermelon knives and hacked his way from Holy Cow Mountain to Platform Eight for three days and nights, slaughtering all Five Freaks without blinking once.
Flesh Opinion Desire said, "Anyone who makes an enemy of a man like that will never know peace."
The two officers asked, "Then does that mean we should help the corporation stop Chen Feng from getting too powerful?"
"No." Flesh Opinion Desire's voice was cold. "Heavy Machinery only has so many people. He helps take some pressure off me in rescuing Cosmic Overlord, and I help take some pressure off him in rescuing his people. It's a win-win deal."
Besides.
"Those damned Four Great Corporations actually set me up with their Fishing Plan. And I, someone from Cihang City, actually fell for it. What a disgrace." The mere mention made Flesh Opinion Desire grind his teeth in hatred. "I'll make them pay. I'll make them regret crossing me."
"Let's go!"
With Opinion Desire leading the way, the three charged toward Heavy Machinery's