"Oh my God, what the hell is that?!" Wang Pangzi could not help crying out.
He was just a director who had been recruited into their ranks. When he first took on the assignment, nobody had said it would be this tough!
They had even assigned him plenty of elite troops and capable officers!
Now they all looked fucking useless. Not one of them was as badass as Jian Ran.
Wang Pangzi was the first to hide behind Jian Ran, with a whole crowd of production crew members and guests behind him.
"Guess who this is?" Jian Ran kept his eyes ahead, but the question was directed at Lu Yanting.
There was not a trace of fear on Lu Yanting's face. "My guess is the Empress's older brother. Didn't they say he was a general?"
"Buried in the Prince of Zhennan's coffin. Looks like they wanted to make him emperor?" Jian Ran curled his lip. "Too bad it all came to nothing."
Watching them, Wang Pangzi thought, Good God, they still have the leisure to chat?!
The green-eyed monster was so furious its head was smoking. It was about to charge!
Sure enough, the next second, the corpse leaped out of the coffin, raised its arms, and flew toward Jian Ran. Its fingers extended like sharp knives, and a bone-chilling baleful aura surrounded its body.
Compared to it, those skeletons were in an entirely different league.
"Run! Run!" Wang Pangzi turned and fled, only to discover as he turned that the people hiding behind him had already run far away.
"..."
How fucking considerate!
Utterly calm, Jian Ran slowly raised a hand. "Get back. I'll deal with him myself."
Afraid Lu Yanting would object, he added, "You'll distract me if you stay here."
"All right," Lu Yanting replied, immediately darting