Chapter 347: Hyper-Aggressive Fang Can!

In Great Yan's Capital, the entire court, inside and out, appeared lifeless.

Ever since the group of superpowered individuals led by Ji Donglai went missing some time ago, the court's state has been like this.

They had originally thought to use the matter of the superpowered individuals to rise up strongly, but Great Yan experienced such an incident once again.

Jiang Qilan listened patiently to the reports from the courtiers below.

Since ascending to the throne as Empress, she had gradually grown accustomed to this life, listening to memorials and approving them with unbreakable regularity every day.

Compared to herself, these courtiers who had lived for over a hundred years were far superior to her in both experience and methods; every handling opinion they offered was far more reasonable than hers.

Sitting high upon the Dragon Throne, looking down at the courtiers below, Jiang Qilan's consciousness wandered into the Great Void, lost in a daze.

'I heard that Fang Gege and Sect Master Liu entered the mystical realm together and have not returned yet.'

'The news brought by the other returning Fourth-Rankers is that Fang Gege might have accepted the inheritance of a Sixth-Ranker; who knows when we will meet again?'

'And regarding the matter of the superpowered individuals, Fang Gege probably doesn't know yet...'

Jiang Qilan's thoughts kept scattering, before she realized she was still in court.

Looking at the solemn courtiers below, she was about to say "Report matters if any, otherwise dismiss the court" when a cold, bone-chilling, low voice entered the Yongle Dadian.

"Everyone, get out here to see me!"

The voice rolled like thunder, echoing throughout the entire capital, yet Jiang Qilan felt it was somewhat familiar.

Before she could think it through, the next moment a giant palm churning with black mist suddenly condensed from the void outside the hall.

That palm was a hundred zhang wide; the airflow raised as its knuckles flexed and extended tore the sky's clouds into tattered fragments, the atmosphere trembled wherever it passed, and even the light was distorted by this power.

The moment the giant palm condensed, it swung out fiercely! The golden tiles of the palace dome instantly turned to dust, the beams and pillars snapped in succession like wheat stalks, and the carved dragon and painted phoenix walls were squeezed into a web of cracks.

Before the courtiers could recover from their shock, the entire building was pushed out horizontally like paper, and the daylight outside flooded into the hall that had become ruins.

By the sunlight, they could see a youth covered in killing intent standing outside the hall, white hair dancing wildly like a waterfall, with nearly substantial flames of rage leaping in his scarlet pupils.

"Fang Can!"

Almost instantly, the courtiers recognized the identity of the white-haired youth.

Not dwelling on why the youth's appearance had changed, seeing the youth's current state, a thought jumped into their minds—'The one who comes bears ill intent!'

After waving his hand to change the entire palace's feng shui so the lighting would improve, Fang Can stood in place, suppressing the emotions constantly surging within his heart.

He also realized that his current state was not right.

So the time spent making the people inside come out was just right to adjust his mindset properly.

But the more he tried to adjust, the more irritable Fang Can's mindset became, as if he had stayed up for three days and three nights preparing to sleep but was forcibly woken up, having not a shred of patience.

'Did the Sin of Wrath erupt early due to an accident?' Fang Can pondered silently in his heart.

While thinking, the courtiers and the Empress filed out of the hall that had become ruins, and his previous thoughts became impatient once again.

'Want to kill, want to fuck, want to fight...'

Accompanying the wrath were all sorts of thoughts of venting.

If arrogance was merely despising everything,

then the Sin of Wrath at this moment was wanting to squander one's malice upon this world.

Almost instantly, Fang Can's figure appeared directly in front of a courtier, his eyes full of malice.

"F-Fang Young Hero, what are your orders?" That courtier couldn't help but swallow, as if a lamb had been spotted by a dinosaur.

"I damn well feel you look so annoying; you must have cursed me in your heart before!"

Fang Can spoke coldly; the next instant, his fist shot out like a cannonball, sinking deep into the other's cheek.

A huge boom sounded beside the courtiers' ears, and they immediately saw Fang Can's fist carve a trench stretching for dozens of li.

At the end of the trench, a man with shattered bones lay embedded in the stone wall, his clothes in tatters, his cheek swollen like a pig's head, unconscious with life and death unknown.

This was the result of Fang Can subconsciously holding back his strength; otherwise, it wouldn't have been simple unconsciousness; everyone present would have turned to ash in the aftermath.

'This... Fang Can has gone mad! Absolutely mad!' This judgment subconsciously rose in everyone's hearts, and their legs subconsciously trembled.

They could no longer find the figure of the innocent youth from back then on the face of this gloomy youth before them; the guy before them was like someone who had fallen into the Demonic Path.

Crack crack crack crack—

Cracking his knuckles until they made a cracking sound, Fang Can finally managed to lower his fist.

He had just successfully stopped a vicious serial murder case—relying on his own superhuman self-control!

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air, Fang Can tilted his head, a hint of ferocity flashing in his eyes as he said, "While I can still hold it back, speak up. What is the deal with that guy from the Asura Path?"

As he spoke, Fang Can sat on a broken stone pillar, waiting for these courtiers to explain.

After a brief silence, facing Fang Can's increasingly impatient gaze, Prince Qing organized his language and spoke up first:

"That is a Fifth-Rank True Man who returned from the Nightmare Space, named Ye Xiuyuan. Upon hearing that Mr. Ji and the others were from a foreign land, he came directly to fight."

"That battle took place on the Endless Sea; the terrifying destruction was such that even across a million kilometers, the near-world-destroying aftermath of the battle could be observed."

"The final result was that the True Man of the Asura Path returned unscathed. Through conversations with some Fourth-Rankers, it is known that Mr. Ji must have escaped in the end."

"After that, we received no further news from Mr. Ji. However, according to news transmitted from the foreign world by those game players, the White Federation and the Black Empire have officially established diplomatic relations with the New Nation, and there may be a risk of annexation; Mr. Ji's current state should not be very good."

Listening to the intelligence reported by Prince Qing, Fang Can suppressed his anger and asked, "What about that Fifth-Ranker, Ye Xiuyuan?"

"He went back. They said there is a time limit every time they come down; this time the exchanged duration was short, and after returning they still had to execute missions, so they stayed for only a short two or three days before going back, saying they would return before long."

Prince Qing explained, then looked at Fang Can and said, "Your current state seems a bit off."

"Don't meddle in other people's business." Fang Can directly waved his hand to cut off the other's words: "I'm just asking you one thing. Have the war indemnities promised by other countries arrived yet?"

After a slight silence, Prince Qing said, "... No. Since Mr. Ji went missing, this matter has been completely shelved. What do you intend to do?"

"What do I intend to do?" Fang Can grinned a smile of extreme kindness and said, "I am very fiery right now; tell me, what do you think I intend to do!"

(End of this chapter)