Zhao Yi: "The ruined painting at the back is actually psychological warfare, trying to mislead us in this way. Are there nine rounds of attacks coming up? Each round has three chances to strike."
Li Zhiyuan: "Yes."
Zhao Yi: "There are ten palaces, but you've only drawn six figures, where are the remaining four?"
Li Zhiyuan: "Not everyone is of one mind, are you expecting those of the sa level to work together? If soone takes action, then surely there will be so who choose to watch."
Zhao Yi: "Three incense sticks. Using this way to intimidate us into giving up, then these three chances to strike will certainly be terrifying, they must result in death."
Li Zhiyuan took out three incense sticks from the bag and handed them to Zhao Yi: "Then you take the initiative and accept them."
Originally, it was rely theoretical that Zhao Yi would be targeted first, with a chance to dodge, but if he accepted these three incense sticks in response, it would an he was clearly accepting the war challenge.
Zhao Yi didn't hesitate, accepting the incense from the young man's hand.
Opening the car door, Zhao Yi jumped out, perford a Zhao family gesture by the roadside, and inserted the incense.
The incense ignited spontaneously.
Initially, there were only three points of red light and faint white smoke, but gradually the red light turned black, and the gray smoke rapidly rose. In a few blinks of an eye, the three incense sticks were completely burned out.
A cold wind blew through, and the black incense ash ford the word "death."
With a "pfft," Zhao Yi opened a can of Jianlibao and took a sip.
He appeared calm and relaxed, but in reality, the hand holding the drink can was trembling slightly.
Not fearing death does not an being completely unresponsive when facing a threat of death.
In the back of the car, everyone witnessed this, and the Liang Sisters exchanged a glance, seeing confusion in each other's eyes. They didn't understand why Zhao Yi would do this, actively taking on everything.
Sitting back in the driver's seat, starting the car again, Zhao Yi spoke: "Li, you can start planning."
Li Zhiyuan: "We have to see the effect of the first incense stick, otherwise we cannot make a plan."
Zhao Yi: "What if I can't survive the first incense stick?"
Li Zhiyuan: "Then there's no need to make any plans."
Zhao Yi: "If you had told this earlier, I wouldn't have been so quick to light the incense."
Li Zhiyuan: "It wouldn't change the outco."
The car continued driving. With Zhao Yi's level of energy, fatigue driving usually wouldn't be an issue, but the inner anxiety still took a toll, and by the latter half of the night, he felt tired.
Li Zhiyuan: "Want to take a break?"
Zhao Yi: "No problem."
Just then, the figure in the official robe appeared again, without warning, standing in the middle of the road.
This ti, although Zhao Yi released the accelerator, he didn't hit the brakes, and the truck rolled over the figure.
A quick glance at the rearview mirror showed no change on the road.
Zhao Yi: "Li, recall, the three incense sticks in the incense burner, the leftmost one - it's shortened, isn't it?"
Li Zhiyuan: "Shortened by a third."
Zhao Yi: "The countdown has begun."
Li Zhiyuan: "Yes, have soone else drive."
Zhao Yi: "No need."
Li Zhiyuan: "You can take a good look at the world."
Zhao Yi: "Enjoy the remaining years? I haven't lived enough yet."
As dawn broke, the figure in the official robe appeared again, and this ti not only did Zhao Yi not hit the brakes, but even pressed the accelerator, speeding straight through.
Originally the incense stick in the burner only burned a third, now, only a third remains.
Zhao Yi did not continue driving, choosing a small side road to enter. It was secluded here, with clear mountains and flowing water.
Li Zhiyuan: "You're pretty good at choosing a burial site."
Zhao Yi: "Right? I also think this place is nice."
Everyone got out of the car, sat together in a circle, and began resting.
Li Zhiyuan originally planned to lead the eting himself, as Mr. Zhao's psychological pressure was quite significant now, but Zhao Yi still took the initiative, briefing all mbers about what had happened during the night and his analysis with the young man.
In fact, after seeing Zhao Yi's incense-burning act last night, everyone had speculations, but when Zhao Yi spoke about it, everyone was shocked.
The Liang Sisters instinctively felt dissatisfied; if the young man and Yin ng were exceptions and wouldn't be prioritized, weren't there three more people under the young man, so why directly designate their leader?
But this dissatisfaction was brief, seeing the situation unfold, they could only suppress themselves.
Run Sheng was rely focused on eating compressed biscuits and drinking freshly boiled water, too lazy to think.
Yin ng occasionally looked at Zhao Yi, then at her Brother Xiao Yuan.
Perhaps smart people make decisions swiftly; she couldn't imagine how Brother Xiao Yuan and Zhao Yi could just sit in the driver's cabin, without argunt or debate, determining who would be the first 'scapegoat' with just a few words.
Lin Shuyou spoke quickly: "Three-eyed, are you going to die?"
Zhao Yi nodded: "Rest assured, your secret will be buried forever with my death."
Lin Shuyou: "You..."
Only Lin Shuyou's face showed urgency; he hadn't noticed, apart from so confusion from the Liang Sisters, no one else showed any curiosity about this so-called secret.
The Array was too late to set up, mainly because when you don't know in what way your opponent will attack, you have no way to start with an Array.
However, so basic arrangents were still made.
The group settled in layered circles: Run Sheng was on the outermost layer, the next layer was Lin Shuyou, followed by the Liang Sisters, a general outer circle with two teams of the four strongest placed on the outside.
The inner circle was much looser, with Li Zhiyuan, Tan Wenbin, and Yin ng around Zhao Yi, randomly positioned.
There was still ti, Li Zhiyuan walked to a high point slightly ahead, beginning to observe the surrounding Feng Shui weather.
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