The Most Powerful Bodyguard-Chapter 920: Compromise?

"You’re insane, aren’t you afraid of the Arbitration Committee intervening? Are you ready to be an enemy of the world?"

Already aware of the dire situation, Saraf finally reached complete despair upon seeing the Puppet Legion in front of him, every one of them possessing Titled-level strength.

His eyes were blood-red, glaring at Yang Yan and bellowing angrily.

Before this, when Paradiso wanted to lay hands on the people around Yang Yan, they had already considered various possibilities.

But no one imagined that he would break the nodes between the Hidden World and the present world first, and furthermore, unleash one of the Absolute Armaments, the Eight Hundred Celestial Mist Dao!

Does this madman not know what he’s doing?

Or has Yang Yan become so powerful he can disregard all rules?

And the equally terrifying Three Thousand Liuyun Crowd...

This world has always revered the strong; the weak are prey to the strong.

Those with power naturally can ignore rules, even create and trample over them.

But, there is still balance.

Saraf believed that even Yang Yan, who is among the Four Emperors as the Moonlight Emperor, is bound by balance.

Otherwise, would this world be ruled by Yang Yan alone?

Yang Yan is indeed not the ruler; he cannot truly act wantonly.

However, Saraf did not know:

Dragons have reverse scales; touch them and die!

And Yang Yan’s reverse scale is the people around him.

Since you dared to touch his woman, what else is Yang Yan afraid to do?

What a joke!

This kind of being who dares converse with the Heavenly Dao, once truly provoked, wouldn’t mind overturning this world!

Let alone now merely opposing a Western Influence.

And with an absolutely overwhelming posture!

In front of the strong, the weak have no right to speak.

Even for Paradiso, it’s the same.

"Haha—hahaha!"

Just as both sides were in a stalemate, a burst of laughter suddenly broke out.

Yang Yan frowned slightly, looking in the direction the sound came from.

It turned out to be Doctor Manhattan appearing with the Beast King.

Their strength was unquestionable as well.

The powerful Titled-level puppets couldn’t stop the duo from joining forces.

In less than ten seconds, they tore a hole in the formation created by the Eight Hundred Celestial Mist Dao, forcefully breaking into the Angel Legion’s ranks.

However, what left everyone somewhat terrified was, although they successfully broke through the Puppet Legion’s blockade, the two paid some price.

The hem of Doctor Manhattan’s sleeve was clearly scorched by flames, leaving a singed mark on his wrist.

As for the Beast King, the right shoulder was black and purple, slightly swollen.

One arm hung powerless, even twitching slightly due to pain until now.

The two remained silent, stepping to the front of the entire Angel Legion, facing Yang Yan from afar.

Just with this glance, a shadow of haze flickered in Doctor Manhattan’s eyes.

He knew very well that Yang Yan had already placed him on the list of certain death.

Between the two, it was destined to be a fight to the death, an irreconcilable situation!

"Moonlight, don’t be too arrogant! Even if you have brought out all of the Absolute Armaments, what of it?"

"Those women, you really don’t care about them?"

Doctor Manhattan’s words made Yang Yan’s face incomparably dark, as if it could drip water.

The Gongsun Ruyan and the others behind him were equally cold as ice, each wanting to step forward and decapitate Doctor Manhattan.

But they all knew that was impossible.

At least not for now.

For no other reason than because Zhou Hanyun and the others were still in Manhattan’s hands.

Because of this, Yang Yan had been dragging this out for so long.

Otherwise, with his usual temperament, he would have gone up there long ago.

No matter if it’s heaven or earth, those blocking me are destined for destruction!

Yet at this moment, Yang Yan was all-out suppressing himself, daring not recklessly act.

After painstakingly quelling the anger in his chest, Yang Yan’s face was terrifyingly cold.

"Speak, what do you ultimately want?"

This sentence clearly signified Yang Yan was ready to compromise!

The women and subordinates behind him looked at him in disbelief.

This scene seemed somewhat off?

"Haha! That’s right, isn’t it? Your Majesty Moonlight Emperor, fighting and killing is no good. Isn’t it better for us to sit down and talk?"

Doctor Manhattan evidently did not expect Yang Yan to compromise so easily.

He was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted.

With a proud and smug expression, yet Yang Yan still couldn’t do anything about it.

Yang Yan simply glared at Doctor Manhattan coldly and shouted:

"Just get to the point!"

Doctor Manhattan thought himself on the upper hand.

It wasn’t until Yang Yan spoke that he realized what kind of existence he was really facing.

But with so many people watching, especially in such a tense standoff scenario, he couldn’t back down.

He steadied himself slightly and said solemnly:

"Your Majesty Moonlight Emperor, this is not the attitude you should have when negotiating!"

"I think, at least, we should sit down peacefully?"

In his heart, Doctor Manhattan was actually burning with rage, yet he kept admonishing himself to remain restrained.

If not for knowing Yang Yan’s capabilities from Duke Herbert III, he would have abandoned all caution to confront him.

If it were indeed as Duke Herbert III claimed, Manhattan wouldn’t have any confidence facing Yang Yan.

The reason he captured Yang Yan’s women was simply because he lacked absolute confidence against this freakish opponent, wanting to hold an additional trump card.

Never did he anticipate that this directly touched Yang Yan’s reverse scale.

To the point where the situation escalated to this irreversible state.

"What qualification do you have to negotiate with our king? What a joke!"

Gongsun Ruyan behind Yang Yan glared fiercely at Doctor Manhattan, angrily spoke.

In fact, anyone on Yang Yan’s side had similar thoughts.

A mere Manhattan, even the Six Demon Guides, so what?

He dared place himself on equal footing with Yang Yan, sit down and negotiate?

Who does he think he is!

After hearing this, Manhattan’s face darkened, staring fixedly at the frosty-faced Gongsun Ruyan.

Beside him, the Beast King naturally sensed Manhattan’s anger, stepped forward, and roared furiously:

"What occasion is this, for a small figure like you to speak?"

"Your Majesty Moonlight Emperor, it seems your methods of managing subordinates aren’t effective!"

Yang Yan narrowed his eyes:

"My management of subordinates needs no interference from you!"

Yang Yan not only boldly retorted but also a wave of killing intent rushed towards the Beast King.

The burly Beast King retreated three consecutive steps before barely standing firm.

Only his eyes, filled with anger, shockingly transformed into extreme amazement.

He knew Yang Yan was strong.

But never imagined that just through tangible killing intent he could be made so humiliated.

It seemed their estimates of Yang Yan were ultimately too conservative.