Don’t Mess with the War Goddess - Chapter 1401
“Edward Feibman, I must teach you a lesson! You wait for me!”
Over the castle, An Qian’s roar came.
Edward Feibman had left the castle and got into his luxurious bulletproof car.
Inside the car, someone was waiting for him.
Vincyr heard the sound of the car door opening, closed his eyes and opened his eyes.
Door closed, start to leave.
“Solved?” Venthyr asked.
Edward Feibman vigorously rubbed his temple, which was stabbed by the screaming, before answering after a while, “A lunatic, it’s easy to solve.”
“I’ve already quit, and other families should also start thinking about it.”
Wen Xier said indifferently: “Perhaps, but not necessarily. They may still fantasize that they can become the next emperor.”
“Imperial Domain no longer needs any Emperor Lord.” Feibman sneered, “If they haven’t seen this through, the only thing waiting for them is death.”
Venthyr smiled, “Sometimes power can fascinate people’s eyes, and they lose their judgment at the meeting. They yearn for the highest power, and delusionally want to become the king that everyone must bow down to.”
“No one wants to kneel down.” Feibman looked at Wen Xier. They were about the same age, and they were the two people who communicated the most among the five families. It was this person who told him that the emperor An Xia had returned.
“Lord Anxia, are you really back?” Feibman asked seriously, staring at Venthyr, trying to see a reassuring answer on his face.
Venthyr looked at him and curled the corners of his mouth, “Will I lie to you? Feibman. You, me, Anxia, now the three of us have the same choice.”
“We don’t want the Imperial Domain to exist anymore.”
If I want to save my life, I want to not be dealt with secretly by the Western Union countries, and I want to end the imperial realm, each doing their own work, how wonderful!
Feibman frowned, “Master Anxia, do you really think so?”
“Of course.” Venthyr instructed the driver. “When you go out, you see a black car and follow it.”
The driver looked at Feibman. It was not his decision whether to keep up.
Feibman asked warily, “Where?”
“I will take you to meet someone, the person you most want to see.”
! !
Feibman sat up abruptly, looking at Venthyr in disbelief, “Are you sure? Now? Will she meet me?”
His relationship with the Emperor was not as good as Wencyr’s.
Also, Wen Xier did a lot of things for Lord Anxia secretly, but he did nothing.
meet him?
I want to kill him.
Feibman had wanted to meet, but now, he didn’t want to.
Tightening the corners of his mouth, he said, “I’m not ready to see Lord An Xia yet. Also, I haven’t accepted that Lord An Xia is still alive.”
How can someone who has been confirmed dead still be alive?
Impossible to live.
Could it be a hoax by Venthyr?
This guy…
Feibman’s gaze towards Venthyr became dark and unpredictable. This guy also really wanted to be the Lord of the Empire.
Could it be that he himself wants to pull everyone into the water and, in the end, fulfill his ambitions?
“Your eyes betray what you are thinking.” Wen Xier stretched his long legs and said lazily, “I’m not interested in the position of the Imperial Domain, because I don’t want to die yet.”
Feibman was silent.
He didn’t want to die either.
Wen Xier found him at that time and said, “Have you ever suspected that the death of Emperor Anxia was probably a common conspiracy of the Western Alliance countries.”
He knew that Wenthyr and him had thought of a possibility.
The Imperial Domain has long been tolerated by the Western Alliance countries.
It’s time for news.