Underworld, Blood Pool…
Yihao sat cross-legged in the middle, with Anca and Jim on his left and right.
"Anca, Jim, how do you feel?”
"Young Master, the number of people we've killed these past few days is more than the total number of people we've killed as mercenaries.”
"This is just the beginning. The Revolutionary Army should have noticed us. I believe their leader will soon be unable to hold back and invite us to join them. Now, I'll transfer energy to you. Look carefully. When I'm gone, you can replenish your energy yourself. With the blood mark on your foreheads, you can enter and exit the Netherworld as you please.”
Yihao put his hand into the blood pool, and the blood beads slid down his fingers to his palm.
Putting his hands together, Yihao placed his hands on Jim's and Anca's shoulders respectively, and a red light instantly shone.
After a long time…
"How satisfying…He had never felt so comfortable with a girl.”
Jim climbed ashore and stretched his neck comfortably.
"Jim! This is how you describe Young Master's transmission.”
"Oh, I'm sorry, Young Master. By the way, Young Master, where are you going when you leave? We're in the limelight. It's not impossible for us to take down the other war-torn countries in one fell swoop.”
Yihao fell silent for a moment. He recalled the reluctance of the bell chime on the 'Wandering Dragon in the Valley Wood,' the innocence of the Sword Dao Society, Yixia's lewd smile, and Qiandong-jie's reprimand...
Jim was stunned. He had never seen such a weak side of his young master.
"Forget it, Young Master. If you don't want to say it, do we have to force you to say it?”
Yihao waved his hand and said,"
"This isn't a secret. After the matter here is over, I should go home. I haven't been back for three years. I don't know if they still recognize me.”
After receiving the inheritance, Yihao's biggest change was that his short golden hair had turned into a mysterious silver color. After three years of tempering, Yihao's already well-defined and handsome face had an additional heroic aura. Also... Gradually, the domineering aura of a superior was formed.
" As for the war, that is something you should consider. You can decide for yourself. Jim, although you are a little reckless, you are very calm when it comes to big things. Anca is the opposite of you. The two of you complement each other's strengths.”
The three of them returned to the hotel in Namibia. When they went downstairs to eat, the waiter at the front desk handed Jim a letter.
As Yihao had expected, the Revolutionaries couldn't sit still anymore. The leader invited them to the Central Bank for a chat.
On the other side…In the King of Fighters 'residence, there was a simple file on Jim and Anca on the table.
The Fist Emperor picked up the information and read it carefully. He muttered to himself,
"In the entire Revolutionary Army, only these two mecha men are presentable. Forget it, let's find a time to deal with them first.”
A ball of flames destroyed the information, leaving not even ashes behind.
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