Chapter 96: The Nobel Peace Prize Should Be Awarded to Him!

Let’s return to the earlier logic.

I believe both sides possess sufficient reason to avoid nuclear war, as it benefits no one.

What we must do now is seek humanity’s future, not destroy it, isn’t that right?

Compared to Einstein, I am an optimist; I believe in human wisdom, in humanity’s ability to avoid the brink of extinction.

But the current situation is indeed tense; this time I came

Di Sheng immediately understood Xin Wu’s meaning—his intent was perfectly clear; Fifth Brother’s martial skill was beyond doubt. Taking him along would only burden Fifth Brother, so today he could only return empty-handed.

Master Li also rose and bowed to Minister Lu of the Ministry of Justice: “Thank you, Minister Lu of the Ministry of Justice.” Then he sat upright in the seat of honor on the left, his attendants following suit in orderly fashion to his left.

“Enough, your intelligence level isn’t fit to understand—even if you did, it wouldn’t matter,” Yi Ge chuckled.

That man moves strangely, and more importantly, his abilities are unfathomable; every time he reveals his power these days, it causes shock.

“Is there going to be a next time?” Shanbang paid no attention to the two arguing back and forth, merely sneering.

He called out “Lieyang,” and Fifth Brother led him outward. The bonfire roared like a fire serpent toward the sky, countless soldiers gathered around it, cheering and leaping with joy. Today was a rare day of celebration—they could not help but be delighted.

Ru Yi answered “Yes,” stepped aside to let the Emperor and Imperial Consort Hui enter, and Ruo Xin, A Ruo, and San Bao hurriedly tidied up and served tea.

“Big Brother Huaiyu, let me go first, okay?” Wei Chi Baolin glanced enviously at Cheng Chumo and said to Qin Huaiyu.

Under these circumstances, luring the snake out of its hole is a good tactic, but we cannot guarantee the venomous serpent we draw out won’t exceed our capacity to handle it.

The Flame Messenger’s ability index—you who know our past and future should also know how impossibly distant his position is; therefore, I say you can never reach him.

“Sounds noble, but you and Su Kaoye are masters of deceit; I find it hard to trust you,” Po Kong replied.

After the Master scolded him, the elder bound his younger brother with the Immortal-Binding Rope, then bowed three times to the Master and said: “Disciple respectfully bids farewell as the Master returns.” As his words ended, the paper painting turned blank and fell to the ground—the Master and his younger brother vanished.

“Then… where is he?” He Xi asked, his heart filled with doubt; the sense of familiarity returned, and he could hardly wait to verify it.

He pulled out the Wolf-Blood Badge from his pocket and fastened it on, then without hesitation activated the Wolf Assault skill—howling, he dashed off.

He assigned the tasks, sent the team members ahead first, and would follow shortly; as long as Liya agreed to help, everything would be fine.

“This is the state of the West? Indeed worse than I imagined—vampires are still so rampant!” Wang Bugui clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

A gray bullet struck Fu Liesha in one eye; a faint sting came, and Fu Liesha instinctively stepped back, dropping his weapon and clutching his eye.

“How could this be? How could we need the Soul-Returning Pill!” Tang Yan turned sharply, his eyes wide with disbelief and terror.

Lei Jun’s smile suddenly turned fierce; his gaze instantly grew icy, his aura rising in relentless waves. As if from Lei Jun himself, an invisible storm surged toward Li Bing’s squad. The surrounding air chilled instantly, as though the sun’s light could no longer warm them.

No, no—it wasn’t that his skin had darkened, but that a layer of pitch-black substance clung to his skin.

Sayaka sneered, refusing to acknowledge him—then suddenly tensed, halting abruptly as she saw his spear had inexplicably elongated, its tip now pointed directly at her throat.