"Is that so? I actually think it's you who should surrender."

Gongyang Xin laughed.

"Hmm?"

A bad feeling just flashed through Liu Zheng's mind when hallucinations began to overgrow before his eyes.

He seemed to have turned into a scarecrow nailed to the ground, and Gongyang Xin was staring at him intently with a silk shoe in hand.

At this moment, the girl's eyes were full of bloodshot veins, and her face was extremely ferocious and terrifying, like a resentful woman whose parent's love was stolen by her sister when young, her beloved man was taken by her best friend in youth, and whose treasured son married her best friend's daughter in her old age and never cared for her again.

"Curse you, little head, may boils grow on it!"

"Curse you, little face, may white blots cover it!"

"Curse you, little hand, may no paths remain for you!"

"Curse you, little foot, may you need medicine for meals!"

...

Gongyang Xin cursed viciously as she slapped Liu Zheng's various body parts with the silk shoe.

And with her every action, Liu Zheng felt...

Alright, he felt nothing at all.

Liu Zheng looked at Gongyang Xin with a strange expression, as if he was watching someone insistently perform a skit during military training.

"Hey."

He suddenly spoke, causing Gongyang Xin to look up in shock.

"You're chanting all that, but besides hurting my ears, it seems pretty useless. Why don't you just grab a slipper and fight me to the death?"

Liu Zheng teased.

"How can that be possible?"

Gongyang Xin looked incredulous.

"In the Metropolis, nothing is impossible."

He tried to get up, but found himself still unable to move.

"I see, you're just relying on borrowed luck," Gongyang Xin sneered, having figured out the issue.

"These days, even borrowing money is a skill. If I can't move, then I won't move; it's a good chance to rest for a bit."

Liu Zheng said calmly.

When he had no subordinates, he had to personally get into fights; now, even with subordinates, he still has to get into fights. Otherwise, what's the point of having them?

It's a good time for Niu Daji and Panda to get used to cooperating; one is diligent and loyal, the other is resourceful. If they work well together, many tasks could be handled by them without his involvement.

"Boss!"

Outside the illusion, Niu Daji was alarmed upon seeing Liu Zheng unable to move and immediately wanted to carry him back to the Clinic.

"Don't move, he's protected by good fortune; the Nightmare Suppression Technique can't hurt him."

Panda shouted.

"What do we do now then?"

Niu Daji believed Panda and asked.

"Of course, we demolish and capture. Since they started it, as you city folks say, it's self-defense."

Panda said.

"Alright!"

Niu Daji summoned his treasure armor and steel fork, looking quite majestic and formidable.

"Moo~"

He then let out a long cow's call, his abundant vital energy coursing through his body, making his initially coarse green cowhide appear clear and bright, like glaze, like jade, or like a huge chunk of succulent meat.

"This guy actually has some skills."

Panda secretly noted.

It primarily focused on Qi Cultivation with auxiliary spells, whereas its Body Refinement relied more on innate talent.

However, many other Demon Kings focus on Body Refinement, so it could tell at a glance that Niu Daji was exhibiting signs of high-level Body Refinement mastery.

Niu Daji scraped the ground with his hooves, charging forward in a bull's charge stance, and at the same time lifted his steel fork to stab at the front door.

The steel fork struck the doorpost with a sharp wind, instantly bending and deforming the iron doorpost with a screeching friction sound.

"Moo!"

Niu Daji let out a short bellow; his arm and leg muscles swelled once again, and, with immense strength, the door was toppled directly.

Seeing Niu Daji showcase such might, Panda was tempted as well.

Ever since Panda associated with Liu Zheng, all its battles had been high-level; every fight left its body severely damaged or its Golden Core injured, a miserable state of affairs.

It used to be a distinguished member of the Mystical Sect, a rising star among the Demon Kings of the Ten Thousand Great Mountains. It had never suffered such grievances and figured it was about time to engage in some low-level battles to soothe its injured pride.

However, considering Liu Zheng's past warnings, it restrained its urge for reckless slaughter.

This rascal always meant what he said; if he told Panda to go eat crap, it would indeed end up eating crap.

"Mr. Xiong, I feel a burning sensation on my back,"

Feng Mo suddenly said at this moment.

"Oh? Don't move, let me have a look."

Panda circled behind her and saw blood-colored Sanskrit characters glowing and slowly evaporating.

"There's indeed a trick up their sleeve."

Panda chuckled softly.

"Too bad, you have Zhang Liang's strategies, and I have the skill to climb walls. This Womb of the Earth Bodhisattva's Unmoved Like the Earth Chant is famed for being the ultimate defense. Whether you're from the Taoism, Buddhist Sect, Shinto, or witchcraft, it can block them all."

"Let's see whether that bull demolishes things faster, or if you break this curse faster."

Panda took out the talisman pen and added another stroke on Feng Mo's back.

Once the divine chant is formed, it cannot be simultaneously broken and supplemented, so adding this stroke was like a warning sign; when the chant was about to be completely broken, it would alert it.

Of course, keeping an eye on it would surely be more reliable than using a warning chant, but watching Niu Daji demolish the house was undoubtedly more entertaining than staring at a woman's back.

Meanwhile, after Niu Daji knocked down the big door, he didn't stop and continued toward the first-floor door.

Even a steel door couldn't stop him, so a regular security door naturally couldn't; it was easily breached.

Niu Daji crashed into the house with both himself and the door, then there was no more movement.

"Hmm?"

Panda was startled and quickly put a talisman with an eye drawn on it onto its bear eye.