Return Of The Monarch 7 Dissipate

After the white-robed young man dissipated, Feng Hui a.n.a.lyzed the situation. Standing beside him, his little sister was trembling, and she pitifully looked into his pitch-black eyes. Sighing, he contemplated his next course of action.

"Well, at this time, I can't oppose the spellcaster." Feng Hui shook his head, and he thought of his little sister's extreme aversion to cruelty. He really only had a single choice: to kill, or to not kill.

The situation was truly dire. Feng Hui could easily eliminate the entire union, but his little sister might have a heart attack in the process. Although she could bear with watching him defeat monsters, the action of killing humans was an entirely different story.

Feng Hui knew his little sister well, and she was very opposed to murder. While growing up, the little girl wholeheartedly opposed the death penalty, and she believed that everyone deserved a second chance. This was contrary to his mindset, he would kill his enemies without remorse.

Sighing, Feng Hui thought, "I guess I'll just avoid conflict and survive with her until dusk. If over two thousand survivors still remain near the time of dusk, I can only show her the harsh reality of the new world."

At the same time, after the white-robed man had departed, the fifty students standing behind Feng Hui timidly looked at him. The beautiful red-haired Yu Yan took the initiative to speak up, "Brother Hui, what do we do?"

With her lifechanging question, the entire group looked apprehensively at Feng Hui, and they believed that the ruthless genius would declare his cold-hearted will to murder. But instead, contrary to their expectations, he monotonously responded, "Survive."

"Goodluck." Feng Hui turned his back on the stunned group, and he lightly tapped the tensed white shoulders of Feng Mei. He would not carry them through this battle royale. From now on, the fifty-odd students could only depend on their own strength to survive. Throughout this ma.s.sacre, he would only guarantee his little sisters and Nian Zhen's survival.

Slightly kneeling on one knee, Feng Hui observed his little sister's awfully pale face. He was about to coax the little beauty, but she suddenly asked a question with a wobbly voice.

"Bro… is there no other choice?" Feng Mei's pet.i.te figure was extremely pitiful, and her large eyes were dejectedly begging for another option.
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"No." Seeing this, Feng Hui shook his head. This was the only way, and he would not lie. Hearing this, Feng Mei trembled, and she had glistening tears in her eyes. In response, he only silently watched.

While Feng Hui stood mindlessly, a coldly smiling Li Xiujing walked to his side. The muscular man had a sharp gaze like a predator, and he snickered, "Student Hui, I've always admired you, but I also hate your guts. In fact, I extremely detest you."

"Don't blame me, Student Hui. You have also heard the white-robed man's declaration, and we can only do this to survive." Li Xiujing righteously declared, and numerous union members enthusiastically supported his 'virtuous' speech. Beforehand, the players had checked Feng Hui's status, and they discovered that he had not killed a single monster. If he had, why would all his stats still be at ten then? Only after this revelation, did they build the confidence to challenge the overwhelming genius scholar.

"Blame? No, I would not do that." Feng Hui distantly replied. While he was contemplating on where to depart, an honest-looking senior student scrutinized his 'gutless' words.

"To think this is the star that the school has constantly revered. In true times of crisis, the so-called genius we have celebrated is actually completely useless. What a let-down." Zhang Peng provoked. At the same time, he deliberately leered at the beautiful female students standing behind the calm Feng Hui. Eventually, he stopped his h.o.r.n.y gaze on a beautiful soph.o.m.ore with free-flowing, long black hair.

Feng Mei shuddered at the honest-looking student's disgusting smirk, and she hurriedly turned to frightfully hide behind her powerful elder brother. For a solid minute, all the male union members were l.u.s.tfully ogling her enticing body. The entire time, Feng Hui felt his heart violently thundering. He had finally returned from a life of craving, but he couldn't even fully protect his family?

"These… f*cking worthless pieces of s.h.i.+t." Feng Hui's murderous pitch-black eyes shot open, and he was angered at his previous good-heartedness. Every time, for the sake of his family, he would try to be merciful, and every time he would be harshly slapped in the face! The union lusciously beholding his little sister like a fine piece of prey was the final straw. Emperor Feng had never been a saint!

"I've changed my mind." Feng Hui authoritatively stated. If the Secret Legion knew their master had changed his mind multiple times today, they would be completely shocked. For his family, the inflexible ruler was constantly changing his rules and mindset.

"I've decided to kill you, after all." After returning to Earth, Feng Hui retained his soul strength. With just this alone, he could move completely unhindered throughout the human nation. If he so desired, he could also summon forth a miniature domain of his own, but the strength would obviously pale in comparison to his former self. Soon, he would teach his little sister the G.o.dly internal energy cultivation technique.

With Feng Hui's casual words, the entire union roared in laughter, and the muscular Zhang Peng grinned.

"Very funny, what could you do? You're just a piece of tras.h.!.+ You haven't even defeated a single monster: I could defeat you with one hand!" Zhang Peng moved forward mockingly, and he eventually stood face to face with the unmoving Feng Hui. The latter seemingly looked down on him, and he quickly became irritated.

"Even now, you geniuses are still looking down on us normal people. Why does society force us to wors.h.i.+p fools like you? Even now, you don't know that you are clearly outcla.s.sed." Zhang Peng angrily said, and the union cheered in agreement. Suddenly, an elegant, beautiful female voice from the back of Feng Hui's group resounded.

"Brother Peng, you shouldn't provoke him. Brother Hui… isn't normal." Yu Yan worryingly cried, and she tried to make the honest-looking senior back down. This Zhang Peng was one of her pursuers, but in public, she had always firmly declined his advances. But, in reality, the two were very well acquainted, and their families had already happily met.

"Xiao Yan?" Zhang Peng indulgently looked at the beautiful red-haired princess, and he contemplated the reason for her fierce reb.u.t.tal. Did the love of his life still mindlessly adore this worthless genius? Is that why she was firmly taking Feng Hui's side?

"Hmph. Just watch, Xiao Yan. I'll finally open your eyes and show you how trash this so-called genius is!" Zhang Peng grinned at the opportunity, and a bunch of male union members whistled in admiration. From now on, the star of Fudan High would cruelly meet his end! Just when he was about to send a flying kick, something transpired in him.

"What's happening?" Abruptly, Zhang Peng felt his vision shaking. He felt a ma.s.sive headache coming forth, and he was curious about the reason for it. Eventually, he felt something was weird, and his field of view was quickly splitting directly down the middle.

With his soul wiped out, Zhang Peng, along with that thought, turned to ash. The sight was absurd, and the one-hundred union members only blankly looked on at the place where the honest-looking student once stood. Standing before the ash, Feng Hui coldly stared at the invisible remains of the student.