Chapter 338

"Yunqing, why did you come back!?"

Jiang Yunqing's eyes were dazed, her face full of despair.

"Sorry... I was caught by the Zhang family."

A look of desolation crossed her face, and after speaking, she knelt to the ground.

Sobbing uncontrollably.

The next instant, a full dozen Zhang family assassins appeared from the shadows.

They had already surrounded this ruined shack!

The leader was a middle-aged man with a strange disc strapped to his back, inlaid with countless ancient characters.

This person, a class of Ancient Language Programmer... was at the Fourth-Turn realm!

He possessed the ability to manipulate everything, even briefly influencing the physical rules within an area.

This class was extremely rare, a hidden class among hidden classes, with very high strength!

Jiang Yunqing hadn't even run a few steps before she was caught red-handed.

The Zhang family assassins saw her running out of the ruined shack and captured her on the spot.

"Very good, everyone is here."

The Ancient Language Programmer's voice was devoid of emotional fluctuation, cold and stern.

"It was worth the time and energy I spent setting up the area blockade."

At this moment, Wu Meng's expression shifted, and he stepped forward!

He had originally wanted to kill Jiang Yunqing alone to get the bounty.

As it turned out, the Zhang family had also heard the commotion here and rushed over.

It seemed the noise from the battle just now had been too loud!

"W-wait, esteemed Zhang family experts!"

Wu Meng bit the bullet and said.

"I found Jiang Yunqing first; you all can't just snatch the credit!"

The Ancient Language Programmer's name was Geng Zheng.

He just smiled indifferently.

"Hehe, that is natural; I will report your contribution truthfully."

Wu Meng immediately smiled like a flower and scratched his head.

"Hehe, that's good."

"I've long heard that the Zhang family is grand and imposing, with clear rewards and punishments; you are worthy of being one of the three great families of the Dragon Nation. Seeing you today, it is indeed so!"

He flattered and fawned, buttering them up.

Afterward, he trotted forward a few steps and stood beside Geng Zheng.

He looked at Ji Yao and Yan Ze, his eyes full of triumph.

Now that the Zhang family experts had arrived, they had cast a net from which there was no escape!

These three little animals were dead for sure!

Pfft!

Suddenly, a dark red phantom blade condensed in mid-air.

It pierced directly through Wu Meng's chest from behind.

His vision blurred in an instant, and he fell to his knees, staring blankly toward his side.

Geng Zheng looked down from above, manipulating his disc.

"M-my lord."

"Why..." he spat out a mouthful of blood, unable to believe it.

Geng Zheng's expression was icy, staring down at him from above.

In his eyes, there was only the disdain one has for an ant.

"A bottom-feeder, and you want to claim a reward?"

"The Zhang family arriving here has nothing to do with you."

"It was entirely thanks to my Great Falling Yellow Rain that their location was locked."

"Did you really think I would hand over such a heavy reward to a bottom-feeding rat like you?!"

Having said that, Geng Zheng sneered and kicked Wu Meng directly in the face.

Wu Meng flew backward on the spot, vomiting blood, without even the strength to stand up!

Geng Zheng shook his hands and wiped his disc, as if he had a germ phobia.

Afterward, his gaze turned cold as he looked toward Ji Yao, Yan Ze, and Jiang Yunqing.

Jiang Yunqing's eyes were stubborn, meeting his gaze without being servile or overbearing.