The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 927 - 433: Suit-Clad Berserker (Part 3)
People like Jiang Mingyan had long sided with the Red camp. ๐๐๐๐๐จ๐ฒ๐๐๐จ๐ฏ๐๐.๐๐ผ๐บ
Victory and defeat, thereโs not much to say about it.
But the problem is, he wasnโt willing to be the one who failed.
So he rushed back to Tokyo immediately, gathered his old troops, and prepared a counterattack plan.
"How is Liu Liโs condition?"
The old man spoke coldly.
Jiang Ziyue stood respectfully by his side, looking at the transformed observation room behind him. The girl on the hospital bed was hooked up to numerous wires, resembling a mummy wrapped up tight, a shocking sight to behold.
"To be honest, not good. Her health wasnโt great to begin with. Having her confront the Taixu with the strongest computational power is too overwhelming for her. The Red King has now created a second super quantum computer, dominating the entire Ying Province network. Liu Li needs time to calculate the route to where grandfather is being transported."
During this time, he had returned to the Jiang Family, playing the role of the obedient good son.
After all, his older brother was no longer around.
Father had only him to rely on.
Besides, no one knew that he was one of the accomplices in his cousinโs murder.
This is the advantage of being the Shadow.
Switching sides frequently.
"Continue to increase her medication."
Jiang Yanxu said coldly, "We must calculate it!"
"Doing so might ruin her."
Jiang Ziyue said softly.
"If sheโs ruined, so be it. We must quickly find your grandfather."
A fierce glint flashed in Jiang Yanxuโs eyes as he began counting on his fingers: "As long as we can reclaim your grandfather, she wonโt be needed. Even though your grandfather lost his Holy Corpse, given his kind of existence, there must still be a breath left. If we transplant the new Holy Corpse to him, perhaps..."
The VIP room still housed an Iron Coffin, from which a faint breathing sound could be heard.
"Understood."
Jiang Ziyue nodded slightly: "Father, you are truly devoted."
"In this life, filial piety comes first."
Jiang Yanxuโs gaze softened a bit looking at him: "Your brother is no longer here, youโre my only son left. We belong to the Jiang family, we share the same blood, live and die together. Temporary downfall means nothing, we will reclaim the throne of power. By then, you will inherit your brotherโs position..."
He wasnโt really a filial son at all.
Before this, he was eager for his father to die quickly.
But the problem was, he was supposed to ascend to the Ninth Rank, yet his sister set a trap for him.
Now that Jiang Chunyang, his support, was dead too.
He suddenly found himself isolated and helpless.
Besides finding a way to save his father, there was no other way.
At that moment, the train suddenly trembled, and a quake shook the ground and mountains.
As if the entire train had been flattened.
Jiang Yanxu resolutely erected the Qi Realm, protecting the VIP room.
After all, his two most important assets were here, they couldnโt be lost.
Rumble!
One carriage after another exploded, accompanied by terrifying roars.
It was as if someone was proceeding leisurely, each carriage they passed erupted in a terrifying explosion.
With unstoppable momentum.
Amazingly, the VIP roomโs automatic door remained intact during the fierce explosion.
Sensing someone standing at the door, the automatic door opened on its own.
A black-haired youth stood at the entrance with a suitcase, his stern golden eyes shone brilliantly in the afternoon sun.
For some reason, Jiang Yanxuโs first reaction upon seeing him was actually a sigh of relief.
Because this youthโs Rank was very low.
But in an instant, he seemed to see a black Qilin roaring ferociously.
"Before you die, let me ask you a few questions."
Gu Jianlin set down the suitcase and sat opposite him.
