Extraordinary Realm from Persuasion System Chapter 903 - 339: Am I Some Kind of Bloodthirsty Killer?

Faced with Zhang Beixing’s sudden attitude shift, Li Dongming was initially dumbfounded.

He felt like his brain was almost empty.

Only one thought filled his mind.

Yeah, if Zhang Beixing really intended to do sothing to him, what ans of resistance does he have?

The answer is none at all.

Against Zhang Beixing, Li Dongming admitted he had no way out.

Having co from Great Xia to Europe, over more than twenty years in Europe, he t many people and built quite a network of relationships.

Under carefully managed status, he prepared plenty of trump cards to use in ergencies, just in case.

But now, being in Wu Country, in front of Zhang Beixing, those so-called preparations don’t hold the slightest bit of use anymore.

Killing him and killing a chicken have no difference for Zhang Beixing, it’s all about being easy, just grasp and squeeze.

Zhang Beixing saw his dismal panic; his whole body was trembling, the only slightly comndable thing is that he hadn’t lost control over his bladder or bowels, a bit of self-control remained, no matter what he was soone who had seen the world.

Li Dongming’s face was grim, his voice sowhat shaking, "Minister Zhang, I don’t know where I offended you, the divination indeed showed it like that, regardless of who you ask to interpret it, that’s the scenario, I didn’t deceive you."

Li Dongming explained, "The divination was drawn by you, the content has been like that for thousands of years, I haven’t deliberately altered it."

"Perhaps there are slight differences in understanding, but at least it’s broadly the sa."

By the end, Li Dongming’s words carried a tinge of sobbing.

Listening, it made one feel sowhat sorry; if a few bystanders were added, they might think Zhang Beixing was the villain, making it hard not to side with Li Dongming.

This counts as one of Li Dongming’s ans of self-protection, constantly packaging himself as a weakling to strive for sympathy.

Zhang Beixing shook his head, "Stop with all the theatrics."

After a cold snort, Zhang Beixing walked to the edge of the rooftop, looking at the distant scenery.

The sky long since turned pitch black, stars dotted the heavens, streetlights were scarce, power had been cut for a long ti due to conflicts, the entire city’s construction site power system had issues, lighting now relied solely on moonlight’s reflection.

With his back to Li Dongming, Zhang Beixing spoke.

"I called you up here not to take your life, put your mind at ease."

After speaking, Zhang Beixing revealed the real reason for calling him up.

"I called you up because I want you to do another divination for ."

"Honestly, I’m feeling a bit uneasy, digging deeper I haven’t found where my unease stems from."

"Earlier you said sothing big would happen within three days, now I ask you, if I have you do another reading, can you pinpoint the exact ti and place?"

Confronted with this query, Li Dongming was stunned.

On the way here, and just before facing Zhang Beixing.

He imagined many possibilities.

But he never thought Zhang Beixing would consider having another divination done.

Yet pondering deeply, it also made him feel uneasy.

Zhang Beixing’s strength is already world’s number one, even transcending the normal realm as an Extraordinary Powerhouse, if he senses danger too.

Then for ordinary people like them...

If they still keep following Zhang Beixing, wouldn’t they all end up dead, not even leaving corpses?

Cold sweat instantly popped up on his forehead, for a mont Li Dongming felt like sothing was stuck in his throat, neither going up nor down, unable to say a word.

Zhang Beixing still had his back turned.

He couldn’t see Zhang Beixing’s expression at this mont.

But in his heart, he felt.

Agreeing isn’t right, disagreeing isn’t right either.

If agreeing, there’s a high chance of death; any situation that makes Zhang Beixing sense danger, even the aftermath of a battle brushing past him, he’d die.

Yet refusing, Li Dongming couldn’t be sure if Zhang Beixing might not just turn around and slap him dead.

Truly, it’s a damn dilemma.

His complexion gradually turned more displeasing.

Cold sweat surged continuously, dripping unsatisfactorily.

Seeing no response from him for a long ti, Zhang Beixing spoke sowhat impatiently.

"What’s wrong? Half-Immortal Li, did you lose your voice?"

"..."

Hearing Zhang Beixing’s pressing question, compelled by the situation, Li Dongming had to respond, glancing nervously, Zhang Beixing still had his back turned, feeling his pressure increase.

"Minister Zhang, no problem doing the divination for you, but I hope after the reading, if you’re not satisfied with the result, you won’t take it out on ."

Zhang Beixing heard this tense answer, chuckling coldly, slowly turned around to look at the man already collapsed on the ground.

He looked down from a height.

"Am I such a bloodthirsty person?"

"?"

Li Dongming was bewildered.

This damn situation, should I respond yes or no?

vocal!

Minister Zhang, you’re not so bitch, why do you always like handing death sentences?