Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 842 - 840: Now They Can Weigh Pros and Cons
The White Tiger was momentarily stunned by Xie Xuzhi’s reasonable command.
It was the Demon King, after all, and now in such dire straits that anyone could order it around!
As the White Tiger contemplated whether to shake off the man on its back, perhaps throwing him into a big tumble.
The Little Paperman, who was pushing the Mystic Iron Gate, turned its head to look at the White Tiger.
The master instructed them to follow Xie Xuzhi, but not just to protect Director Xie from those outside or the Great Demons.
It was also to prevent this White Tiger from developing any rebellious thoughts.
Even though the master had shackled the White Tiger, with Director Xie’s flesh and blood facing a Demon King of this level.
If this White Tiger harbored even a little malice, it could spell trouble for Director Xie.
"Why are you dilly-dallying? Are you waiting for us to open the door for you to pick up the ready-made? You may be a Demon King, but that has nothing to do with us!"
White Tiger: ...
It hadn’t said it wouldn’t push, so why was it being so harsh right off the bat?
Indeed, it was a magic artifact from that wicked woman, with such a nasty temper. If it weren’t under that woman’s control, it would have swallowed them whole long ago, humph!
With a huff, the White Tiger carried Xie Xuzhi to the front of the Mystic Iron Gate.
Xie Xuzhi’s weight, to the White Tiger, was equivalent to nonexistence.
The White Tiger extended its paw, smacking the Mystic Iron Gate. The sound of claws colliding with metal traveled far and echoed loudly.
"I’ll shout one, two, three, and we’ll all exert force together!"
Listening to the Little Paperman, the White Tiger saw nothing amiss, pricked up its ears, waiting for the countdown to apply force.
"One, two, three, push!"
The White Tiger immediately exerted all its strength.
The gate, which had offered some resistance to the Little Paperman before, now showed signs of moving. Quickly, the gap widened.
The White Tiger suddenly felt a sense of relief; see, it was still more reliable.
Though it had been trapped for many years, its strength largely consumed, it only needed to exert a bit of force to easily crush countless lives! 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺
Suddenly, the White Tiger’s confidence returned; it was still the chosen life of this realm.
Seeing the gate open wide enough for it to go out.
The Little Paperman immediately let go, swiftly pulling Xie Xuzhi off the White Tiger, whisking him away in the blink of an eye.
The process was completed in the blink of an eye.
Seeing the Little Paperman and Xie Xuzhi had gone far, the White Tiger was a bit dumbfounded.
Without the Little Paperman’s assistance, the Mystic Iron Gate’s weight was fully felt by the White Tiger.
If the White Tiger were human, it would probably be grimacing from the overwhelming strength.
White Tiger: ...
Seriously, these magic artifacts have no regard for others, just leaving it so casually?
But this was no time to be calculative; the White Tiger hurriedly squeezed through.
Just as it came out, the Mystic Iron Gate closed again with a bang.
The force sounded eerie; had it been just a moment slower, it might have been crushed by the gate.
The White Tiger was immediately furious, feeling the Little Paperman was too excessive, treating a companion like this?
In its heart, it secretly made note of the Little Paperman, resolved to seek accountability the next time it saw that wicked woman!
The emerged Little Paperman looked around, the surroundings seeming both unfamiliar and familiar.
"Why does it look so much like the Underground Palace we stayed in before?"
Another Little Paperman quickly replied, "This is indeed the Underground Palace, just not where we were before. Truly unexpected, this palace is so vast!"
"Listen, it sounds like there’s some noise; could it be the palace inhabitants are in conflict?"
The Little Paperman speaking sounded noticeably excited.
Serves them right; those Black Robed People directly imprisoned the master here before. Internal conflict resulting in their demise would be even better!
"Eh, not right, why do I smell blood?"
"Really? I’ll go check it out; you wait here!"
One Little Paperman said, then immediately flew off.
The remaining Little Papermen didn’t stay idle, flying around to inspect the situation here.
They also wanted to see if there were any surveillance bugs the master mentioned before.
Xie Xuzhi leaned against a wall to rest.
In any case, unless they’ve thoroughly explored the path ahead, the Little Papermen wouldn’t lead Xie Xuzhi further.
The Little Paperman sent to scout quickly saw what was happening in another direction of the Underground Palace.
Nobody expected the Underground Palace to be truly vast, with several kilometers separating the different underground halls.
Fortunately, the Little Paperman was fast, reaching the spot instantly to witness the scene.
The ground was strewn with the corpses of Black Robed People and Great Demons.
No wonder the smell of blood was so strong; this was indeed internal conflict.
With a loud "bang."
The Little Paperman flew towards the sound.
From a distance, it stuck close to the palace ceiling, able to see the situation clearly but unseen by those people.
The once majestic underground palace endured devastating damage, with shattered stone pillars lying everywhere.
Yet, quite a few people were searching for something around.
The Little Paperman recognized the uniforms of these people as those of the Special Administration Bureau, but did not immediately show itself.
It decided to observe further.
If these people were too incompetent, it wouldn’t greet them or bring them to Director Xie.
To avoid not just protecting Director Xie, but also this group of laggards.
If unnoticed, if these folks encountered danger, the Little Paperman could pretend not to see it!
Ha-ha, the Little Paperman felt quite clever, decided to brag to the master later.
Since their upgrade, they could think independently and weigh pros and cons.
Just as the Little Paperman prepared to return, it saw those Special Administration Bureau people clearing a path.
Then, the Dragon Spirit emerged.
Its face full of disdain, covering its mouth and nose, seemingly worried about the kicked-up dust.
"Which pillar is this now?"
The Little Paperman intended to greet the Dragon Spirit, but paused upon hearing its question.
"Brother Long, this is already the twentieth one."
Dragon Spirit nodded, and then someone turned over rubble, finding an ancient-looking Magic Artifact.
