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Chapter 620: He is the Heavenly God of Protecting the Country!

Chapter 620: Chapter 620: He is the Heavenly God of Protecting the Country!

The hall was so silent that the sound of bone cracking echoed throughout, reaching the ears of everyone present, clear and distinct.

In their hearts, they were all certain of one thing, that Jiang Fangzheng, the man who had just returned gloriously and was hailed as the youngest Warlord in the history of River City, was dead!

Dead right before their eyes!

Although they believed it in their hearts, they couldn’t help but whisper to each other to confirm that they hadn’t seen it wrong.

After all, that was the Warlord! A being above so many!

One word from him could crush a person to death!

"I didn’t see it wrong, did I? Jiang Fangzheng just died like that?"

"Yes, you saw it right. That kind of sound, that angle, it’s hard not to die."

"If we have to blame anyone, it’s him for offending the wrong person. He had to go and offend Great Xia’s Heavenly God of Protecting the Country."

"Indeed, without the Heavenly God of Protecting the Country, where would our current peace and prosperity come from? He was just a little Warlord, where did he get the courage?"

"I thought the Warlord was very powerful, but now it seems, it was all bullshit."

...

Chen Wei let go, and Jiang Fangzheng’s corpse fell to the ground, unresponsive.

At that moment, everyone was one hundred percent certain that he was stone-cold dead, with no chance of coming back to life.

At this time, lying on the ground, originally knocked unconscious, Shen Congming regained consciousness.

He suddenly opened his eyes and got up from the ground.

Upon seeing Chen Wei’s face, he didn’t say a word, wound up his fist and punched him, "You little brat! Take this punch from me!"

Witnessing this scene, the crowd collectively inhaled sharply, convinced that Shen Congming must have lost his mind.

How dare he?

Ye Zhentian saw the situation and quickly stepped sideways, placing himself in front of Chen Wei.

He swiftly raised his gun, aiming it at Shen Congming’s head, and asked fiercely, "What do you think you’re doing!"

A gun!!!

Seeing this object, Shen Congming immediately backed down.

He quickly lowered his arms and retreated three or four steps, putting distance between them.

Forcing a smile, he said, "I, I was just trying to help Warlord Jiang deal with this menace. Don’t shoot, don’t shoot."

It was clear that Shen Congming hadn’t yet realized what had happened while he was unconscious.

"Warlord Jiang? Are you talking about him?" Ye Zhentian signaled with a glance.

Him?

Shen Congming followed Ye Zhentian’s gaze and looked.

Then, he saw Jiang Fangzheng, with his head twisted at an angle impossible for a normal person, his eyes wide open, looking shocked in death.

"Momma!" Shen Congming was startled and fell on his butt.

Raising his hand, his voice trembled as he asked, "What’s wrong with Warlord Jiang, Warlord Jiang?"

"Warlord Jiang no longer exists. I declare that from this moment on, all titles of Jiang Fangzheng are revoked!"

"If anyone disagrees, feel free to come find me at Fierce Tiger Camp!" Ye Zhentian turned to glance at the crowd, his attitude extremely firm.

"..." The crowd either shook their heads or remained silent. Who would dare to disagree?

Wasn’t that the same as saying they thought their life was too long?

"How, how could this be?" His gaze already focused, Shen Congming recognized Ye Zhentian, and naturally, he unconditionally believed his words.

If one didn’t believe the words of the War God, whose words should they believe?

Meanwhile, Chen Wei.

He jumped onto the stage and approached Shen Junlan, who was still in shock and hadn’t come to her senses yet, and said, "Let’s go."

Shen Junlan snapped back to reality, looked up at Chen Wei standing in front of her, then looked down at his hand.

She slowly raised her hand and placed it in his, revealing a sincere and radiant smile from within, "Okay!"

Chen Wei didn’t have a white horse, but at that moment, he was unquestionably the prince Shen Junlan had dreamt of.

Even better than that.

Ye Zhentian also left with his Special Forces troops.

Only a group of guests remained, still wearing expressions of fear, sitting where they were, their souls not yet settled.

There was also Shen Congming, completely clueless as to what had happened.

He watched as Shen Junlan’s mother stood up and walked towards him.

Shen Congming broke the silence, "Wife, I..."

Slap!

He had barely started speaking when he felt a piercing pain on his face.

Then came Shen Junlan’s mother’s fierce, angry expression as she scolded, "Don’t call me wife! From now on, you are no longer a member of the Shen family. What you do from here is up to you!"

"Tomorrow, come with me to the civil affairs bureau for a divorce!"

Shen Congming clutched his face, utterly confused, unable to grasp Shen Junlan’s mother’s thoughts, "Why would you say that all of a sudden? What did I do wrong?"

"You’re asking if you did something wrong? Do you know your behavior could have easily led our entire Shen family to accompany you to your grave!" Shen Junlan’s mother barked.

"I don’t understand," Shen Congming was not playing dumb; he truly couldn’t understand.

"Do you know who the person you just tried to punch is?" Shen Junlan’s mother took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, and countered.

"Isn’t he just a brat?" Shen Congming still didn’t take Chen Wei seriously.

He connected Jiang Fangzheng’s death with Ye Zhentian.

His thoughts coincided with his previous assumptions about why Ye Zhentian had come here.

Slap!

Who knew that the next second, his other cheek would receive a slap, the sound crisp, the sting doubled.

And Shen Junlan’s mother’s even more frightening appearance, "How dare you talk nonsense!"

"I..."

He barely got a word out before Shen Junlan’s mother glared him down, "He is Great Xia’s Heavenly God of Protecting the Country! An existence that even an SSS-ranked War God must respect! One who stands above tens of thousands!"

"What! He, he is Great Xia’s Heavenly God of Protecting the Country?" Upon hearing these words, Shen Congming was shocked.

He couldn’t help doubting, "How is that possible? How old is he? He looks about the same age as Junlan, right?"

"If you doubt it, feel free to ask War God Ye for confirmation!" Shen Junlan’s mother was thoroughly disappointed in Shen Congming.

War God Ye...

Shen Congming vividly remembered Ye Zhentian’s horrified and panicked expression when he had tried to punch Chen Wei before.

So it was fear that he might hurt Chen Wei.

Protecting his master eagerly?

Shen Congming truly hadn’t expected that behind Chen Wei’s seemingly harmless face lay such a heaven-defying identity.

Right now, more than worrying about divorcing Shen Junlan’s mother and losing his meal ticket, Shen Congming was more concerned that Chen Wei would hold a grudge against him.

He secretly thought, surely if Chen Wei wished, he could make me disappear without a trace with just a flick of his finger, evaporate from this world, right?

The more he thought about it, the more fearful and terrified he became.

Only when he came back to his senses did he realize that his pants were wet.

"Yuck!" Sensing this, Shen Junlan’s mother left with a look of disgust.

Without looking back.

Halfway through her walk, she didn’t forget to loudly remind Shen Congming, "Remember to go to the civil affairs bureau tomorrow. If I don’t see you there, you know the consequences!"

"..." Shen Congming collapsed onto the ground, eyes full of despair and regret.

He had hoped to ingratiate himself, but who would have thought he’d blunder into such a mess.

Even the person he had wanted to impress was...

His gaze fell upon Jiang Fangzheng’s corpse.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Chen Wei and Shen Junlan faced an atmosphere that was both strange and awkward.

Both wondering how to break the silence.