Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 643: Allow Me to Suppress Him

The awkward silence lingered.

The White Emperor's face was expressionless. She appeared calm, but internally, she was filled with anxiety, her imagination already soaring beyond the stratosphere.

That bastard actually walked shoulder to shoulder with Xia'er! That bastard actually shared laughter and conversation with Xia'er! That bastard… Damn it! Fifteen days! What in the world had they been doing? Should I just slap him dead with one palm? No! After all, as a powerhouse in the Emperor Realm, an unrivaled figure, I should possess the magnanimity and demeanor befitting my status, not quibble over these things with a youngster. Absolutely not.

The White Emperor's thoughts churned violently, like molten lava surging and erupting. If her turmoil were a physical substance, it would have already flooded the lands of the Southern Region.

For a long, long time...

She gradually calmed down, deciding to observe first. Otherwise, reaching a conclusion with a single slap would lead others to say that such pettiness was unbefitting an Emperor Realm expert.

Wouldn't that tarnish the White Emperor's lifelong reputation?

Meanwhile, on the official road, Chen Pingping grew increasingly anxious. For some reason, the calmer the White Emperor appeared, the more panicked he became, sensing it was the calm before a storm.

Once this tranquility shattered, a devastating tempest would follow.

It's over, all over.

Yue Wuxia had mentioned that the White Emperor was extremely petty and stingy, often making things difficult for the Demon Race in the Southern Region.

Her mind is as sharp as a needle point.

Chen Pingping was certain she was pondering how to take revenge on him. After all, during the Northern Border campaign, he had repeatedly used Yue Wuxia…

I even 'eloped' with Yue Wuxia from Monster Emperor City! And that girl stole an Emperor Weapon! Even though it had nothing to do with me, in the White Emperor's eyes, I must have incited it. Eloping with Yue Wuxia, inciting her to steal the Emperor Weapon, to pilfer Divine Medicine, using Yue Wuxia repeatedly... a whole list of charges! Given Yue Wuxia's intelligence, she probably wouldn't think this deeply, but the White Emperor has lived for ages, is incredibly astute, and notoriously petty. Now, with that calm facade, giving nothing away, she's probably figuring out how to cleverly dispose of me.

Mulling over this, Chen Pingping's face turned ashen. He swallowed hard and slowly approached Jiang Ni'er. "I'm feeling a bit panicky."

"Brother, don't be afraid," Jiang Ni'er comforted. "You slew the Demon Emperor; the White Emperor shouldn't dare to move against you."

"When I killed the Demon Emperor, I had the advantages of favorable timing, geographical advantage, and unified support. That's the only reason I succeeded. If I had another chance, I definitely wouldn't go!" Chen Pingping said, his voice trembling.

"Your master hails from the Wen Dynasty."

"But she is the White Emperor."

"You possess an Emperor Weapon."

"But she is the White Emperor."

"You also have the Clone Skill."

"But she is the White Emperor," Chen Pingping repeated.

The mere name "White Emperor" was enough to crush all his confidence.

Even if Wen Yuqing was incredibly formidable, distant water can't extinguish a nearby fire.

Moreover, before he could even play his many trump cards, the White Emperor might just obliterate him with a single palm strike.

Her status as an unrivaled expert wasn't just for show.

Jiang Ni'er exhaled. "In that case, we can only resort to our final trump card."

Chen Pingping: "???"

There's another trump card?

Jiang Ni'er smiled, "Don't worry, Brother. I'm here."

Ah! Her words instantly reassured Chen Pingping considerably.

However, Chen Pingping was unaware that the White Emperor's composure wasn't because she was contemplating these issues, but rather because she was mulling over what exactly had transpired during those fifteen days.

Had she even considered the possibility that Chen Pingping had used Yue Wuxia?

She had observed the entire battle and seen no sign of manipulation. On the contrary, she'd seen Yue Wuxia shamelessly fawning over him.

The White Emperor's mood had been utterly frigid at the time, and naturally, she was now loath to bring it up.

Of course, if Chen Pingping had asked one more question in response to Jiang Ni'er's "Don't worry," perhaps some unfavorable situations could have been avoided later on.

"Yao, what do you think?" At some point, Zhang Ziyu had approached Liu Dayao.

Startled, Liu Dayao saw it was his young master and subconsciously replied, "I'll just watch quietly."

SMACK!

Zhang Ziyu gave him a slap and glared at him. "Did you see the White Emperor?"

Liu Dayao nodded. "I saw her."

"The White Emperor looks displeased."

"She seems quite calm though!"

"You don't understand. With women, calmness means they are extremely displeased inside, perhaps even to the point of wanting to kill someone…" Zhang Ziyu declared confidently. "It's because she hates that guy."

What kind of theory is that?

Liu Dayao glanced at the White Emperor, then at Chen Pingping, completely puzzled. He truly couldn't see it.

Zhang Ziyu continued, "So, the question is, why does she hate that guy? Why would an Emperor Realm powerhouse bother with an ant?"

Right! Why?

Liu Dayao was astonished.

"Because he is pursuing Miss Yue Wuxia, and as her mother, the White Emperor sees right through that guy's inadequacy—his background, realm, strength, foundation, and many other aspects. In short, he's just too worthless." Zhang Ziyu half-squinted his eyes.

Zhang Ziyu's observation, it had to be said, was quite astute.

The White Emperor did indeed detest Chen Pingping, but not because he was pursuing Yue Wuxia; rather, it was because Yue Wuxia was shamelessly fawning over him.

But none of that mattered. The crucial point was that the White Emperor detested Chen Pingping.

Liu Dayao: "???"

Zhang Ziyu raised his head proudly. "He's not good enough; he doesn't deserve Miss Yue Wuxia. But... I must admit, his presence has given this young master a great opportunity."

As the saying goes, the most direct way to showcase oneself is through comparison.

So, this handsome and martial Mr. Zhang concocted a plan. Since the White Emperor disliked Chen Pingping, he could use his own advantages to utterly crush Chen Pingping in every aspect, forcing him to retreat in shame.

By doing so, he could demonstrate, before both the White Emperor and Miss Yue Wuxia, the prowess of a young genius from an Ancient Family, one who bore the title of Son of the Fate Energy.

He would also be helping the White Emperor dispose of this irksome fellow, thereby currying favor with her.

It might even make Miss Yue Wuxia clearly see Chen Pingping's inadequacy, that he was far inferior to him—the Son of the Fate Energy.

Brilliant!

Zhang Ziyu's smile was radiant as he murmured softly, "I hail from an Ancient Family with an astounding heritage. My ancestors included Great Emperors who participated in quelling numerous dark turmoils. Furthermore, my looks are unparalleled; across the vast lands of Huangzhou, I am virtually invincible..."

"Young master, that guy seems a bit more handsome than you…" Liu Dayao unconsciously blurted out. Meeting Zhang Ziyu's murderous gaze, he quickly corrected himself, "On closer inspection, he's just average. In terms of looks, he can't compare to you at all, Young Master."

"Good!" Zhang Ziyu smiled faintly, his face filled with satisfaction. "Yao, do you know what I admire most about you?"

"What?"

"Your sincerity," Zhang Ziyu laughed. "With my noble birth, looks, and strength, I completely outshine any young talent, let alone some obscure nobody. Don't you agree?"

Liu Dayao nodded vigorously. "Yes, Young Master is, after all, the Son of the Fate Energy."

WHOOSH WHOOSH!

Zhang Ziyu swirled his bone fan, the words 'handsome and martial' seeming to radiate from him. He wore a gentle smile. "Young man, count yourself unlucky to have met me."

After speaking, he first approached the White Emperor. "Lord White Emperor, please permit me to suppress that arrogant and unruly brat."

The White Emperor: "???"

Yue Wuxia widened her eyes. Did I hear that right? This idiot actually wants to suppress Pingping?

Without waiting for either of them to speak, Zhang Ziyu strode forward confidently, leaving behind only a 'dashing and elegant' back. His bone fan moved back and forth, exuding the polished charm of a refined scholar.

It was as if the words 'overflowing with talent' were engraved on his face.

Nearby, Spirit Jade paused, her face etched with disbelief. He's going to suppress a young man who has killed an Emperor Realm expert?