Chapter 181 Now it’s your turn

“Hey, wake up, Ji Wubo!”

Su Lang walked up to Ji Wubo and nudged his head with the tip of his foot.

However, Ji Wubo still didn't react.

“Still unconscious?”

Su Lang raised an eyebrow, lifted his foot, and kicked Ji Wubo in the groin!

“Ah—!!”

Ji Wubo instantly sprang up from the ground, letting out an incomparably shrill scream.

Immediately after, he clutched his crotch and crumpled to the ground, curling up like a pained shrimp, trembling incessantly.

“What are you screaming about?”

Su Lang chuckled, “Aren’t you happy that you’re now living up to your name?”

It was then that Ji Wubo finally snapped out of his endless pain and confusion.

And the moment he heard Su Lang’s voice, his shock was so profound that even his pain seemed to vanish!

He raised his head in disbelief, meeting Su Lang’s playful gaze.

“It’s you!!”

“How could you not be dead!?”

“No, this isn’t real. Where’s my Uncle Ji Hong? Uncle! Uncle—!!”

Ji Wubo’s face was filled with terror as he scrambled backward, using both his hands and feet. His voice was heart-wrenching and hysterical, as if he was screaming his lungs out.

“Stop shouting, Young Master Ji.”

Su Lang looked down at Ji Wubo, a faint hint of disdain on his lips, “Your Uncle Ji Hong has already been burned to ashes by me.”

“No! You’re lying!!”

Ji Wubo’s eyes widened, his pupils shrinking to the size of green beans. “My uncle is an Intermediate Martial King and possesses a King-grade weapon. How could you possibly kill him!?”

“Are you blind? Look at this!”

Su Lang glanced disdainfully at Ji Wubo, then raised the God of War Coiling Dragon Spear in his hand.

“This… this is… my uncle’s God of War Coiling Dragon Spear!”

“Uncle… my uncle… he’s really dead!?”

When Ji Wubo saw the long spear, his last shred of hope was extinguished.

Endless fear made his face turn ashen, as if he had fallen into an ice cave; he felt completely chilled to the bone.

“That’s right!”

Su Lang’s lips curled into a smile, “So now it’s your turn.”

“My turn… No!!”

“Don’t kill me, please don’t kill me!”

Ji Wubo cried out frantically, tears and snot instantly covering his entire face.

“Spare you?”

“Did you spare Ji Ruxue’s mother and adopted sister back then!?”

Su Lang’s expression darkened, and chilling, soul-stirring light burst forth from his eyes!

“Ji Ruxue’s mother and sister!?”

The terrified Ji Wubo’s expression froze, then he said in disbelief, “You… you’ve come to avenge Ji Ruxue!?”

“Heh heh, what else?”

“Did you really think I was fighting with you over some Miss Chenyu?”

Su Lang let out a cold laugh, the killing intent in his voice practically seeping into Ji Wubo’s bones.

“No, this isn’t real!”

“How could Ji Ruxue have such a powerful helper as you!?”

Ji Wubo’s face contorted, his lips trembling. “You must be from another force. You want to kill me and then pin the blame on Ji Ruxue.”

In his opinion, Ji Ruxue was merely a Martial General, and the only person by her side was an old woman at the Martial Commander level.

As for Su Lang, who had suddenly appeared, he was just a slightly stronger Martial Commander, not worth mentioning at all.

To say that Ji Ruxue had a Martial King by her side who could kill Ji Hong, Ji Wubo would absolutely not believe it!

“Tsk tsk, you people in power are just too suspicious, even dragging other forces into this.”

Su Lang chuckled, then took off his mask. “Since you don’t believe me, do you recognize this face of mine?”

As Su Lang took off his mask, the expression on Ji Wubo’s face suddenly froze, then it turned into even more intense horror and fright.

“You… you’re Su Lang!!”

Ji Wubo’s mouth hung open, and he murmured in disbelief, “You were clearly just a Martial Commander… how could you suddenly become a Martial King!?”

“Oh, dear!”

Su Lang’s face showed a playful smile, “It’s been a whole day! Am I not allowed to improve my combat power or something?”

“One day… from Martial Commander to Martial King in one day!?”

Ji Wubo stared blankly for a moment, then suddenly roared, “Fake! This is all fake!”