The Power System

Su Ming clearly didn't believe her. Three people were already lying on the ground, and the last had collapsed in terror. "You call this acting? Have some professional integrity!"

He summoned another Bone Spear and walked toward the last man.

"Wait. Leave one alive," the scholar said calmly.

Su Ming froze. He looked at Zijin, then at the last mercenary. The man's face was filled with terror, and he was trembling like a leaf. Yellow liquid flowed out from beneath him.

Su Ming turned to look at the others. The chest of the man he had struck with a Bone Spear at close range had caved in, and bloody foam covered his mouth and nose. The bodies of the other two, who had been swept by the Whip of Thorns, had already begun to turn black.

The long whip slipped from Su Ming's hand, and both his hands trembled uncontrollably.

When Charles arrived, he found three corpses on the deck and a mercenary who had been scared witless.

He and the guards drew their weapons and rushed into the cabin, only to find Zijin trying to calm the agitated Su Ming.

"I did deliberately stand back, hoping you would experience something like this," the girl explained to him. "I thought that if you encountered real danger in the future, you would be able to deal with it more calmly."

"But those mercenaries didn't have to die!" Su Ming covered his eyes. "I can kill people, but why should I slaughter them?"

Charles stood in the doorway, unsure whether to enter or retreat. Zijin looked up at him, and the vice president hurriedly put away his weapon and raised his hands, backing away to leave.

"You came at just the right time. Vice President Charles, sorry for the trouble, but