Chapter 887: Four-Way Melee (5)

Xiao Ning's attitude did a complete 180.

Now, both her expression and her tone were entirely different from before.

There was a sense of loss and fury, like a beautiful dream shattering.

Zhao Chi asked knowingly, "Xiao Ning, this isn't how you used to treat me. What exactly is going on now?"

Xiao Ning seemed nearly faint with rage: "Damn it, are you a spy planted by those Heavenly King Army bastards? What spiritual technique did you use to bewitch me? And now you've sealed my command?"

"Your imagination is way too rich. There's nothing of the sort."

"Fine, then tell me the reason, and I can forgive you."

Xiao Ning gritted her teeth so hard they nearly cracked — where was the slightest sign she'd forgive him?

But to get to the bottom of things, she still pressed down her fury and tried to keep her tone friendly.

Yet her ferocious expression couldn't be hidden at all.

"I need to figure out exactly what's going on. Who sent you? How dare you do this? Don't you know killing you right now would be like slaughtering a chicken?"

Without waiting for Zhao Chi to reply, Xiao Ning seemed unable to hold back any longer.

She waved to the two sides behind her.

"Xiao Li, Xiao Biao — go around to the left and box him in! Don't let the bastard run."

"Yes."

"Qi Lu, Qi Cheng — you two, seal off the right!"

"At your command."

400 heavy-armored soldiers closed in from both sides.

They were all soldiers clad head-to-toe in iron armor, fully armed.

Zhao Chi was somewhat surprised when he saw those four people.

Two were from the Xiao family, two from the Qi family.

All of them were lords who had lost their territories earlier — so now they'd ended up under Xiao Ning.

Zhao Chi wasn't particularly close to them, but he could still recognize their faces.

Besides them, there were a few other familiar faces around Xiao Ning, all from Creek Village too — so they'd all thrown in their lot with Xiao Ning.

Xiao Ning's own three heroes were at her side, guarding her tightly among them.

Whether it was overconfidence or some other reason, it was unclear.

Even now she hadn't used spiritual technique, and instead kept berating and interrogating Zhao Chi nonstop.

Zhao Chi refused to answer any of it.

Now that Xiao Ning had sent men to surround him, Zhao Chi actually felt more at ease.

After all, surrounding meant splitting their forces.

Whether he broke through the center later, or picked them off one by one, either was better than them staying bunched together.

Zhao Chi didn't move, waiting quietly.

On one hand, he was giving the female soldiers more time to recover their stamina; on the other, he was waiting for the enemy's encirclement to complete.

Xiao Ning kept on talking, her face a picture of furious frustration.

Zhao Chi asked, "Xiao Ning, you've been strutting around high and mighty ever since you came back. Did you forget you were the one abducted by the alien race?"

Xiao Ning's face changed: "Damn it, how is that not your useless lot's fault? If Creek Village had all helped me, even the alien race would have had to think twice. But no matter — I'm back now, and none of you will get off easy. Every last one of you will be my slave, paying for what you did before!"

Zhao Chi snorted: "Us paying for it? Your Xiao family didn't even fart, and you have the nerve to lecture us? I recall several people from your own family even came to see you off back then. Why don't you deal with your own Xiao family first? And you even let your clan head become village chief?"

Xiao Ning just laughed coldly: "Enough talk, Zhao Chi. Creek Village is my turf now. Master Mu Chang treats me far better than Creek Village ever did — I'm already one of the Holy Race's people. As for you… you still haven't answered my question. Your face hasn't really changed, so why does the more I look at you, the more irritating you seem?"

Zhao Chi didn't answer.

It seemed that Zhao Chi had deceived her, and she was truly furious.

If a 10-out-of-10 beauty had been sweet on Zhao Chi, then suddenly betrayed him — and her looks dropped…

It really did sting.

It was a bit like falling for a gorgeous girl online, only to find out the other side was a barefoot, hairy-legged guy.

Zhao Chi got it at once.

He asked Gu Qing with some concern.

"Gu Qing, do I look very different from before?"

Gu Qing tilted her head slightly, smiling as she sized Zhao Chi up.

From her perspective, Zhao Chi's looks had dropped from a 10 to a 6 — he had indeed lost that breathtaking, heart-stirring charm.

Yet his appeal to her hadn't diminished in the slightest.

She said softly, "My lord, pay no mind to her words. In my eyes, you're still the most charming man of all."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true." Gu Qing smiled gently: "Take Qi Yue now, for instance — she's dazzlingly gorgeous. But on an ordinary day, Qi Yue is far more understated. Would you get used to seeing Qi Yue like this and then stop liking her usual self?"

"Of course not!"

Qi Yue, who had overheard from the side, said sweetly, "Me neither, my lord. You're always the most handsome, no matter when."

"Me too! My lord is forever number one." Tang Ruan at the front of the formation couldn't help turning back to express her feelings.

Zhao Chi laughed: "Hearing you all say that is enough."

Now the enemy had closed in, surrounding Zhao Chi's 200 from a distance.

Ahead was Xiao Ning's main force of 600, and on each flank were 200 men under the Xiao and Qi brothers.

Zhao Chi opened the system and saw that all the female soldiers' stamina had basically recovered.