Indestructible God King

Outside the Divine Dragon Island’s prison complex!

Tong An'an rushed over with a group of demons. They heard clamors along the way, which came from inside the prison complex; this made Tong An'an smile coldly.

“Chapter Lord, I heard them. They are shouting ‘Sacred Child, Sacred Child,’ and also ‘Why! Why did things happen this way!” Northern Gambling God reported, laughing.

“Good!” Tong An'an said, after taking a deep breath, “ Now, surround the entire prison complex. Whoever dares to come near, kill without mercy. Everyone inside the prison complex is responsible for the Sacred Child’s death. Everyone is suspect. All those who simply stood there and witnessed the Sacred Child’s death shall be severely punished in the demonic sect!”

“Will do! How wise is the Chapter Lord, to have us all stay outside! None of our people are inside. I’m going to lock down the entire prison now!” Northern Gambling God said.

“Surround the place and lock it down!”

The demons immediately used their enchanted artifacts and surrounded the valley where the prison complex had been built.

“We’ve just received news that serpents from Ten-thousand Serpent Lake bit the Sacred Child to death. We’re horrified by the news, and could only rush over to exact revenge for the Sacred Child! Everyone, ready your emotions!” Tong An'an gave the order.

“Yes, Chapter Lord!” the rest responded.

Next, Tong An'an took out two slices of ginger and squeezed their juices into his eyes. His eyes soon turned red; tears rolled down his face.

“Sacred Child! Sacred Child! Who was the one who harmed you? Sacred Child, you must be okay!” Tong An'an ran into the prison complex, mourning.

Following the Chapter Lord’s lead, the other demons also shed some crocodile tears and showed their deep grief for the Sacred Child’s demise.

“Sacred Child…!”

Tong An'an ran into the prison complex with his group of demons, grieving for the Sacred Child.

Their hearts were glad, even though tears flowed from their eyes. They had finally killed the Sacred Child; faking some tears was nothing for them! Someone else would take the blame just by acting sad.

“Sacred Child, such a horrible death!” Northern Gambling God and the others rushed into the prison complex while wailing at the top of their voices.

Reasonably speaking, the demons formerly playing Mahjong in the prison complex should be panicking by then.

But the moment Tong An'an and the others rushed in with tears in their eyes, all the Mahjong players turned their heads; they looked at them with awkward expressions.

“All of you! All of you watched the Sacred Child die. Everyone is guilty!” Northern Gambling God berated the Mahjong players with a pointing finger.

Everyone, “.....................!”

“Have you found the Sacred Child’s murderer?” Tong An'an questioned with widened eyes and a raging voice.

Everyone, “.....................................!”

The Mahjong players were astonished, while giving odd looks at the newcomers.

After clamoring for a while, Tong An'an and his men realized that something was off.

What’s the situation?Shouldn’t all of you be panicking and begging for mercy?Why are all of you standing there like logs of wood?Were all of you struck dumb because of fear?

A Mahjong player finally said something, “Chapter Lord, it’s not good for you and your men to be shouting like this. It’s inauspicious!”

“Inauspicious?” Tong An'an looked at that person, failing to comprehend what he had said.

To hell with ‘inauspicious.’ He’s already dead, and yet you nitpick at my choice of words?What’s so inauspicious about that?

“The Sacred Child is alive and well!” the Mahjong player explained.

After that, the Mahjong players gave way and opened a path for Tong An'an, Northern Gambling God, and the others to see the Sacred Child at the center of the crowd.

The Sacred Child was sitting on a Mahjong table with his clothes off. Another man was wiping his body with a hot towel.

“The Sacred Child is.... he’s still alive?” Tong An'an’s face froze.

Impossible. I personally covered his head and threw him into the Ten-thousand Serpent Lake! How... How...? Southern Gambling Saint broke down in his heart.

Wang… Wang Ke? He... How did he come out? Northern Gambling God pointed in bewilderment at the man wiping the Sacred Child’s body with a hot towel.

That man was none other than Wang Ke!

“Oh, you’re talking about Brother Wang! We really gotta hand it to him!”

“Yeah! That’s right! The Sacred Child somehow fell into the Ten-thousand Serpent Lake, and his head was covered. Brother Wang saw this and jumped into the lake without hesitation!”

“Yeah! Yeah! Chapter Lord, you should have witnessed how brave Brother Wang was! Tsk, tsk!”

“The Sacred Child was still crying after being brought back to safety. He refused any of us to help clean him up, only allowing Brother Wang to go near him!”

“That’s for sure. Brother Wang is the Sacred Child’s savior! It’s a given that he would only allow Brother Wang to get close to him!”

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Tong An'an, Northern Gambling God, Southern Gambling Saint, and the other demons who came to denounce the crime stood there, stiffened.

Why did things turn out like this?

It shouldn't have been like this!

Why!

Tong An'an turned his eyes toward Northern Gambling God and Southern Gambling Saint. One was responsible for preventing Wang Ke from being at the scene to frame him, while the other was responsible for throwing the Sacred Child into the Ten-thousand Serpent Lake.

Didn’t these two tell me they had completed their jobs without fail?How did things turn out like this?

Tong An'an glared at the two of them—

The gambling pair wanted to cry but could not shed any tears. We made sure to eliminate any possibility of failure.We did everything and double-checked for good measure.

Northern Gambling God had even set an array on the room’s gate. The entrapped Wang Ke would be unable to open the door. The very attempt to touch the door would alert the gambler..

But why?How could there be no alarm when he came out?How did Wang Ke come out?

The Southern Gambling Saint was also feeling indignant. He was worried that something untoward might happen after throwing the kid from the mountain, so he made sure to see that the latter had indeed fallen into the lake before leaving. I covered the Sacred Child’s face!

Wang Ke couldn't have known the person’s identity! Why?Why did he jump down to rescue the boy without hesitating?

Why!

“Sacred Child!” Tong An'an immediately shed tears of joy and rushed over to see the Sacred Child.