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 Chapter 87 “ You Smell Very Good… I Like It A Lot.” --- Ji Yanqing remained expressionless. Feng Yimo glanced ahead of himself, then looked back at the city behind them. He turned, trotted two steps in the wrong direction, then corrected himself and headed toward the city. Two steps in, Feng Yimo’s grip tightened on his long blade. A cold, surging killing intent spilled forth once more, sweeping toward the urban sprawl. This time, the Thrice Evolved Corpse Kings remaining in the city reacted. Countless beast-form Corpse Kings lowered their bodies, muscles coiled tight. Baring their fangs, they launched a collective assault the instant Feng Yimo stepped within the city limits. Feng Yimo’s blade danced, slicing through the neck of one Corpse King with lethal precision and speed; a torrent of blood sprayed instantly. The claws of two other Corpse Kings descended toward his skull simultaneously. Feng Yimo sidestepped, dodging the bl...

 Chapter 86 He Would Rather Feng Yimo Become An Old Bachelor After He Died. --- Being scolded by Ji Yanqing—seeing that fierce, glaring expression—left Feng Yimo utterly bewildered. Why did Ji Yanqing always assume he had absolutely no internal compass? “I wasn’t smiling,” Feng Yimo said, sounding genuinely aggrieved. Hearing Feng Yimo’s defense, Xia Shen Shu, Lan Zi, Ji An, and Ji Le, who had barely been keeping it together, finally lost the battle. They burst into laughter simultaneously. “Haha...” Listening to their mirth, Ji Yanqing’s face flushed a faint shade of red. He cast a baleful glare at Ji An and Ji Le. He could ignore Xia Shen Shu and Lan Zi—those two had never treated him with the reverence due a captain, nor did they fear him—but for these two little runts to dare laugh at him? Ji Yanqing reached out, intent on pinching the little brats’ cheeks until they stung. Ji An and Ji Le shrieked, spinning around to flee. After the long, arduous trek and the accumulat...