Doomsday Roulette

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“You're not going to kill me?”

Lou Zhengxiao felt weak all over. He had no idea what this man had done to him and didn’t want to know. What he was concerned about now was why this enemy, who had a grudge against him, would choose to let him go.

If the roles were reversed, Lou Zhengxiao would have chosen to eradicate the threat completely.

Ye Zhongming held Xia Bai, looked at Lou Zhengxiao, chuckled, and turned to leave.

“Master, what does this mean?”

Lou Zhengxiao's expression was extremely ugly. Beneath the surging hatred, there was a hint of barely perceptible despair.

His clansman didn’t understand, but he did. He understood what that man’s smile meant; he had once treated others the same way.

It meant… contempt, to the point of ignoring.

He didn’t even regard you as a significant threat. He knew you would seek revenge, but he didn’t care. He had absolute confidence that even if you used a hundred tricks, you couldn’t harm him in the slightest.

Lou Zhengxiao had always thought of himself as a prominent figure in the apocalypse. Even though he had temporarily been used by the zero commerce association, he believed it was just a matter of time. One day, he could look down on everyone from the heights of Ying City, or even higher—over this province, or even this country.

However, now Lou Zhengxiao suddenly realized that his thoughts were somewhat laughable; it seemed he couldn’t surpass many people, especially the one who had just left.

If it weren’t for the fact that he had the people who had bound him, and if the conflict between his Lake Heart Island and that man’s Cloud Summit Villa had been direct, what would victory have looked like?

Even with a thousand unwilling thoughts in his heart, Lou Zhengxiao began to admit that he had been too arrogant in the past. This arrogance didn’t show on his face but deeply influenced his and the Lou family’s decisions, leading to a careless incident that resulted in him losing three sons.

In the future, perhaps it was time for a change.

“Let’s go.” Lou Zhengxiao instructed his clansmen to prepare the boat. He knew he would still seek revenge, but his confidence was dwindling. This was merely to provide an explanation for his three sons.

What Lou Zhengxiao didn’t know was that this ‘explanation’ would forcibly be accompanied by three psychological words when he learned about something concerning Cloud Summit Villa three days later.

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Xia Lei had her thumbs tucked into the waistband of her lower abdomen, with the other four fingers gently and rhythmically tapping on the hem of her trousers.

In front of her stood Uncle Hai, with a grim expression.

The confrontation had been ongoing for a while. Uncle Hai had thought there was nothing that couldn’t be negotiated, especially since the various forces on Cloud Summit Mountain had maintained stability due to previous discussions.

In a time of peace, one could negotiate high prices and settle them. Now, it was even more applicable.

Not every force could afford to incur losses; in this chaotic situation, if you were slightly weaker, you would be swallowed up by others.

For instance, the Starved Tiger Knight, which had suffered heavy losses in this operation, Uncle Hai was certain they wouldn’t last long. They would either become a vassal of someone else or be eliminated—there was no other way out.

He believed that this woman and the force behind her were similarly situated. They wouldn’t want to clash head-on with East Mountain Mouth Village. Even if their strength was slightly greater, taking down East Mountain Mouth Village would require serious sacrifices, making them vulnerable to being devoured by other forces.

Therefore, even when this Cloud Summit Villa group made a preemptive strike, Uncle Hai didn’t panic excessively.