Umbrella Emperor disdainfully watched the figure attacking him, a hint of victor's smirk appearing at the corner of his mouth.

The curved knife in his hand was swift and decisive, aimed straight for Battle Lord's brow.

At this moment, Battle Lord's lovely face was smeared with blood, her eyelashes slightly fluttering in the wind, her eyes tightly shut, and her breathing so faint as to be barely noticeable, as if completely unaware of the curved knife about to fall, to crack her skull, shatter her brain, and take her life.

"How dare you!"

"I'm going to take your life!"

A furious roar erupted; the strong voice charged recklessly forward regardless of the consequences.

"Is it King Yan? Heh, watching your woman die before your eyes, will that be an unforgettable experience for you? No need to thank me." Excitement shimmered in Umbrella Emperor's eyes.

There is nothing quite like the helplessness of a man forced to watch his woman being killed without being able to do anything about it.

Umbrella Emperor was very much looking forward to seeing King Yan's anguished expression next, and he was also ready to flee at any moment after killing Battle Lord. After all, he was well aware that he couldn't beat King Yan under normal circumstances, let alone a furiously angry King Yan intent on killing him, which would be utterly terrifying.

He was no fool; on the contrary, Umbrella Emperor cherished his own life very much but had no regard for others', let alone their lives. To him, others' lives were as worthless as weeds.

The curved knife was thrust downward with vicious force.

"Fuck your ancestors!!!"

An angry and roaring voice filled the air as the strong figure let out a bestial howl, accelerating suddenly like a cannonball, charging recklessly forward.

The knife touched Battle Lord's brow, immediately causing blood to seep from her skin.

In the nick of time, the robust figure finally made it and leapt forward.

With both hands, he firmly grasped the curved knife, allowing its sharp blade to cut through his hands, opening his flesh, still clenching his teeth and refusing to loosen his grip in the slightest.

"You're not King Yan!"

Umbrella Emperor showed a trace of surprise, which quickly turned to anger.

Because he realized that the person before him, with both hands already sliced open and white bones eerily exposed, had forcibly moved his curved knife away and, like a madman, picked up Battle Lord at the fastest speed, creating a distance of more than ten meters between them.

His grand plan of killing King Yan's woman, driving King Yan into madness and rage, had been so perfect, and yet it was thwarted by a stranger.

Moreover, Umbrella Emperor was certain he had never seen this stranger before.

Staring at the other, seeing that the other's hands with flesh hanging off and blood mixed with bits of flesh continuously falling from the torn skin, yet still, with sheer willpower, tremblingly and stubbornly protecting Battle Lord.

"Umbrella Emperor, right?" The person, also wearing a bronze sinister ghost mask, slightly different from Lin Hai's and with a slightly weaker aura, took a deep breath and then spoke.

"Who the hell are you!" Umbrella Emperor was already feeling somewhat frantic.

The best opportunity had been wasted, and any more delay would mean daylight.

Others might not be aware of a secret, which is that the Umbrella Emperor has a weakness: during the day, the Umbrella Emperor is extremely displeased with sunlight. Under its rays, his eyes, honed over more than a decade of living in utter darkness akin to night vision devices, would blur his vision of anything, and the weakening of his sight also results in a 30% reduction of his power.

So, the Umbrella Emperor could not delay any further, he was prepared to resolve the fight swiftly.

The individual who had suddenly emerged and somewhat resembled King Yan with a mask, was likely barely at the peak of a first-class expert, still a whole level below himself.

As long as he could finish this quickly, it was very likely that he could succeed in his plan.

"Name's Po Jun, and I'll be reporting this to my boss King Yan. You just wait to die, damn you to hell! You bastard dog!"

The man spoke again, revealing himself as Po Jun, who was planted in Huadu by Judge, serving as Lin Hai's eyes and ears and gathering intelligence for the Blood-Colored Reincarnation Organization, affiliated with "Star Plate".

Just moments ago, when Po Jun was about to pursue a critical lead on the covert RX organization in Huadu, Judge, his boss, called him to inform that he needed to return to the mansion where Lin Hai resided immediately. He had just received an urgent tip that the Umbrella Emperor, who has a grudge against his boss King Yan, secretly infiltrated the land of Huaxia and slipped into Huadu.

As an intelligence gatherer, Po Jun quickly pieced together the clues, believing the arrival of the Umbrella Emperor was likely aimed at his boss King Yan. Thus, he abandoned pursuing the vital lead on the RX organization and rushed back to the mansion.

Po Jun felt lucky that although Battle Lord, whom he was holding in his arms, was at his weakest breath and in terrible condition inside, he was still breathing.

"Hmph, turned out to be one of King Yan's dogs. Your life, I shall take today," said the Umbrella Emperor as he drew out his paper umbrella, ready to strike.

Po Jun was undaunted. Even though his hands were rendered useless at that moment and his strength was halved, he presented himself with a calm and composed demeanor.

A flicker of confusion crossed the Umbrella Emperor's eyes. Was this kid stupid? Or actually a madman? Not afraid to die?

Seeing the confusion on the Umbrella Emperor's face, Po Jun cracked a smile.

"What are you laughing at!" The Umbrella Emperor felt a rush of angry embarrassment from being ridiculed by a junior and weaker opponent, feeling his dignity insulted.

"I'm laughing at you, dumbass. Come on, finish me off, jerk. Come at me, my life is right here," Po Jun laughed recklessly.

The Umbrella Emperor became enraged. Even with the power of a super first-class expert, being scorned and mocked by one who was barely a first-class practitioner could hardly leave him calm inside.

"You're courting death, and I'll oblige. I'll tear you to pieces, believe in my methods!" The Umbrella Emperor's eyes nearly shooting flames of rage.

Po Jun showed no fear, instead he straightened his neck and offered it forth, saying, "Come on, kill me."

After a pause, Po Jun continued, "With my bit of strength, holding you off for a few dozen seconds shouldn't be a problem, right? Anyway, I am not afraid to die."

The Umbrella Emperor began to feel doubt and indecision. The opponent was right, if one fought without regard for their own life, delaying him for a few dozen seconds barely posed a problem, but what did this have to do with not being afraid to die?

"Holding you off for a dozen seconds, my boss King Yan might very well make it back in time. Then, you know what will happen," Po Jun grinned candidally.

After hearing these words, the Umbrella Emperor's pupils constricted. King Yan's strength was indeed much greater than his own.

Now was not the time for a direct confrontation with King Yan.

Having said his piece, Po Jun opened his clothes, revealing his body wrapped in highly concentrated latest explosive compounds.

"Old man, holding you off for a few dozen seconds, plus the instant I detonate the explosives, you're bound to get hurt, right? And if my boss King Yan catches up by then, tsk tsk, guess what the outcome will be?" Po Jun blinked repeatedly.

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