Chapter 368: Big Nannan, Young Supreme

"My son hadn't even touched a woman yet, you slut. If it weren't for you, if it weren't for wanting to conquer you, he wouldn't have had such regrets... Ah, ah... Slut, you're still messing around with men..."

Shi Yadie's face changed again and again; she could no longer care about these harsh words.

This old fellow really intended to kill her.

It wasn't as if everyone could challenge a God King; a God King, regardless of strength or status, was far above a Holy Lord.

"Xiao Qing, run!" Shi Yadie shouted.

She was desperate, pulling out many trump cards.

It had to be said, she really was a little rich woman; she had already given two rounds of treasures to Jiang Nan, and yet she had another pile now.

She even wanted to forcibly agitate the void here, to strike out a patch of tranquil space and attempt a Great Teleportation.

But before she could do anything, the void around her froze.

She couldn't even move.

No matter how many trump cards one had, it still came down to strength.

A powerful Holy Lord could be killed in seconds by a God King.

A mere Half-Step Great Expert with mediocre combat power was truly no different from an ant.

Most trump cards were for defense, primarily to ensure one wasn't killed instantly.

There were offensive ones too, but they often depended on the user's own strength.

It was difficult to exceed one's limits by too much.

A God King was truly a super-expert.

Even a Holy Lord struggled to fight above their level, let alone her.

Shi Yadie's face turned pale, filled with despair.

She was suppressed to the point of immobility, left only to be slaughtered.

Her opponent was a God King; who could save her?

She even suspected that if her own Holy Lord came, the old fellow wouldn't give them any face right now.

The Holy Lord was the person with the most authority in the sect on the surface, the head of the family.

But they only managed ordinary daily affairs.

They couldn't control these old monsters, and their strength was inferior.

"Slut, it is your honor to be buried with my son."

"You still want to run? You still dare to run?"

"If it weren't for the fact that my son liked you, I would make you wish you were dead. You like hooking up with men so much, right? I'll find you a hundred thousand of them, of every race, so you can hook up to your heart's content..." The old fellow's eyes were blood-red; he was truly insane.

"Ah, ah... I really don't know what my son liked about a slut like you."

"Perhaps he didn't like you at all, you were just a target to be conquered."

"You were just the first one."

"Go down and kneel." The old fellow raised his hand, and an energy palm from the void gripped Shi Yadie's throat.

He didn't crush her instantly; he wanted to leave a complete corpse for his son.

As for the little green bird, it was stuck behind her, unable to move.

It was anxious, its eyes also red.

The old fellow ignored it; he would finish it off casually later.

"Little mount, have you missed your Young Master?" Jiang Nan smiled.

Shi Yadie felt she was about to die; she was hallucinating.

Why, on the verge of death, was she thinking of him—the guy who had always bullied her?

She quickly realized it wasn't a hallucination; it was really him.

Laughter echoed, and a figure materialized beside her.

He raised a hand and shattered the energy palm gripping her.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you thank your Master?" Jiang Nan said.

"Thank you, Mas... Young Master," Shi Yadie gasped.

For some reason, she wanted to cry; she wanted to throw herself into his arms.

"Will you let me ride you?"

"I will..." Shi Yadie looked at Jiang Nan with red eyes; she was truly grateful.

Although she didn't think much about what she was answering.

Regardless, right now, she was willing.

The Young Master was far better than that old fellow.