Berserk God of War

Chapter 1977: Chapter 1977: Stabbed in the Back

Ye Wushen’s heart was burning with rage, wishing he could kill Pei Yupo right there, but of course he didn’t dare.

He could only suppress his anger and weakly replied, "Young Master Yu Po, it’s true that I’m useless. You can scold me as much as you want when we return to Qianwang Holy Tower. For now, we must calm down and find a way to escape."

As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Yupo slapped him again... slap!

"What return? After such a heavy defeat, my father won’t spare me. He’ll definitely execute me." As Pei Yupo spoke, his whole body trembled violently again; this was even more frightening for him.

He was indeed the most favored before, but now it’s impossible to pamper him.

To quell the rage of his uncle and Feng Leibao’s family and stabilize morale, his father will surely execute him.

Pei Yupo understood his father very well, and this was exactly what he would do.

He might not be able to return to Qianwang Holy Tower now.

Thinking about it, Pei Yupo suddenly covered his head, shivering all over.

Meanwhile, Ye Wushen stood still, covering his face, his expression altering rapidly.

Suddenly, Pei Yupo looked up at Ye Wushen with bright eyes, a grimace on his face as he said, "No, I still have a chance for redemption. With you, Ye Wushen, my father will have a reason not to kill me."

Hearing this, Ye Wushen blinked, staring at Pei Yupo, puzzled.

Having me, can Pei Kuang calm his fury? Am I, Ye Wushen, that capable?

The next moment, Pei Yupo spoke softly, "The two pieces of Qianyuan Soldier Fragment from Imperial Dragon Mountain, now all in your possession, right? Hand them over to me for safekeeping."

These words suddenly made Ye Wushen understand.

As long as he brings back the two fragments, Pei Yupo can at least save his life, and Pei Kuang will have a reason not to execute him.

However, after realizing this, Ye Wushen did not move, his face changing even more rapidly.

"Why are you hesitating? Why don’t you hand over the Qianyuan Soldier Fragment to me?" Pei Yupo, seeing Ye Wushen motionless, sat up angrily, his eyes glaring at Ye Wushen as if ready to devour him.

And suddenly, Ye Wushen... thud!

He took a heavy step back, followed by a second step, then whispered lightly, "Young Master Yu Po, it’s better if I personally hand the Qianyuan Soldier Fragment to Tower Master Pei Kuang."

Ye Wushen refused, for the first time rejecting Pei Yupo.

As he finished speaking, Pei Yupo’s eyes widened, and he growled, "What did you say? You dare to defy my orders!"

Yet Ye Wushen’s changing expression had calmed, and inwardly he cursed...

You fool, you’re about to be executed, and even with two fragments, you might just avoid death. You’ve been beaten up by Sikong Jing like this; who knows if you can ever rise again?

In the future, you might not have any chance at Qianwang Holy Tower. I’d be an idiot to give you the Qianyuan Soldier Fragment; afterward, I’d be of no use.

No way, I might just get blasted by Pei Kuang.

Pei Yupo’s words just now awakened him, this Young Master Qianwang is useless now, just a condemned man.

And the promises Pei Yupo previously made to him, of course, wouldn’t be fulfilled.

So Ye Wushen understood only now; rescuing Pei Yupo was pointless in the slightest.

Once clear, Ye Wushen’s gaze gradually turned cold and frightening.

Next, he casually responded, "Young Master Yu Po is joking. I certainly wouldn’t dare defy you, but given your current state, I’m afraid the power within the Qianyuan Soldier Fragment might harm your Spiritual Shadow or something."

These words were obviously nonsensical; he absolutely wouldn’t give it away...

Suddenly, Ye Wushen swiftly moved to the door and, without waiting for Pei Yupo to speak, continued, "Young Master Yu Po, I’m going to find this manor’s owner to check the escape route he’s arranged, excuse me."

Speaking finished, Ye Wushen had already slipped away from the room.

Seeing this, Pei Yupo was completely stunned, and Chang Linhuang in the room was also stunned.

Soon, the former reacted and roared, "Ye Wushen, get your ass back here!"

But outside, Ye Wushen acted as if he couldn’t hear, having no intention to return...

At this time, Ye Wushen walked lightly along the manor’s path, mumbling to himself, "No way, I can’t follow them back to Qianwang Holy Tower now. Even with two Qianyuan Soldier Fragments, there’s no guarantee Pei Kuang would spare me."

"As for reaching the Holy Martial Stage, that’s even more impossible; there’s no way Qianwang Holy Tower will guide me further."

Given the severe defeat, it’s already good enough for Qianwang Holy Tower not to punish him, let alone offer any benefits.

"What should I do now?"

Ye Wushen continued mumbling, then turned back with a gradually sinister gaze, "Ha, with so many people dying in this war, Pei Yupo dying here isn’t odd; I just won’t care."

"Now, I’ll leave here myself and go back to Willow Leaf Saint Manor to beg that cripple for mercy."

"Currently, I’m the only one left among his siblings."

"Given his nature, as long as I cry and plead he wouldn’t have the heart to kill me, he’d certainly plead with the Soul Dominator’s Heir on my behalf... Once completely trusted, I’ll extract secrets like the Willow Leaf Holy Wall to reach the Holy Martial Stage."

"Even if I can’t reach the Holy Martial Stage, I can reclaim the manor master position and return to Qianwang Holy Tower."

Mumbling to this point, Ye Wushen’s smile grew more sinister, then he laughed cunningly, "Then, I’ll find a chance to stab Overlord Commerce in the back, and Pei Kuang will start valuing me again."

"Yes, stab in the back, stab right in..."

Pff...

Just as Ye Wushen thought more intensely, pain suddenly shot through his back, followed by the sound of flesh being torn; then he saw a sharp knife thrusting from his back to his chest.

His face went completely dumbfounded, staring in disbelief at the blood-stained knife emerging from his chest...

He wanted to say: Don’t stab me in the back, stab Overlord Commerce.

Then he slowly turned his head...

Soon, an old fat face came into his view, a face he didn’t recognize, but behind that face was someone else; he opened his mouth wide and said, "Soul Dominator’s Heir... Whoa!"

After that, a mouthful of blood spurted out vigorously, chilling his whole body.

The person he saw was Sikong Jing, and the one who had just stabbed him from behind was Old Fat Head.

Earlier, Ye Wushen was lost in thought and injured, allowing the assassination expert Old Fat Head to succeed easily.

At this point, Sikong Jing said with a cold smile, "Ye Wushen, even now you remain stubborn, and you underestimate the Young Master too much. Even if you went back, he’d at most spare your life, but your meridian and Dantian would certainly be destroyed."

Earlier, Ye Wushen’s mumbling, despite being quiet, was spoken aloud.

This, of course, was clearly heard by Sikong Jing and Old Fat Head, who had arrived in advance and hid in the shadows.