“The other two…”

Yao Shunyu looked puzzled. That the chairman could invade such a world had already shattered his understanding of nightmares. There was no reason for him to bring helpers. Could it be that they, like him, were participating in the mission?

The fatty thought much simpler. He simply suspected that Old Man Shui was bragging. To deal with a River Goddess whose strength was only 60-70% of her peak, he had to feign death and launch a sneak attack. To say that he could escape from the chairman's hands while fighting three people at once was obviously unrealistic.

Seeing the fatty stealing suspicious glances at him, Old Man Shui tapped his cane on the ground and explained, his face flushing red, "You little fatty, you don't believe me, do you? Old Man… Old Man, I am a respected elder, and I never exaggerate. Three people is even an understatement. I was in a hurry when I ran, and I didn't see clearly. To be conservative, they had another 7, 8… a dozen reinforcements behind them."

The fatty's face was full of admiration, but he knew the truth. He thought, "The old guy is really bragging. It's getting more and more outrageous. A dozen people beat him up? If a dozen people really came, they'd probably beat him into a vegetable."

The battle on Old Man Shui's side had come to a temporary end. The rice plant that grew from Wu Yingying's neck became more and more mature after absorbing her power, bearing heavy ears of rice, and the number was surprisingly large.

Old Man Shui strolled forward and snapped off the rice stalk. After a moment, the unconscious Wu Yingying slowly opened her eyes, and this time the chaos in her eyes was gone.

Old Man Shui tapped his cane on the ground, and several plants sprung from the earth, growing rapidly. Then, they gently lifted Wu Yingying and sent her to Jiang Cheng's side. "She's very weak now and can't fight anyone for a short time." While Old Man Shui explained, he stuffed the harvested rice into his pocket.

Wu Yingying looked at Jiang Cheng, and her eyes instantly turned red. She opened her mouth to explain, but Jiang Cheng squatted down and nodded to comfort her. "I know everything. That wasn't your intention just now. You were controlled by that guy. Senior Old Man Shui has already told us."

Hearing this, Wu Yingying nodded immediately. She turned her head to look upwards. Huai Yi and Wang Qi were still hanging there. She knew that these two were Jiang Cheng's friends, but she had failed to protect them.

"Thank you, you've done a great job." Jiang Cheng looked at Wu Yingying's face and said sincerely, "Now, rest assured and leave it to them."

Wu Yingying also knew that she probably couldn't help much now. She slowly clenched her small fists. This sense of powerlessness made her very uncomfortable. Not only had she not helped, but she had become a burden.

But the next second, her hand was pulled up. Wu Yingying suddenly raised her head and saw Jiang Cheng pinching open her small fist while smiling, "Don't be angry. What if you get sick from anger?"

Wu Yingying's eyes lit up.

Seeing this, the fatty nudged Yao Shunyu next to him with his elbow and pouted, saying in a strange tone, "See? You didn't believe me when I said the doctor was moonlighting as a gigolo. Do you believe me now?"

Yao Shunyu neither affirmed nor denied, but took a breath in silence. "It has nothing to do with being a gigolo. Brother Jiang is mainly sincere."

"Right, you're right." The fatty slapped his forehead and recalled, "The doctor once said that the most important thing in the service industry is the customer experience, to make every customer feel at home."

Looking at the starlight flickering in Wu Yingying's eyes, the fatty truly realized the importance of mastering a craft. Compared with the doctor's smooth talk, his previous skills such as driving trucks and repairing things were too weak.

Seeing this scene, Huai Yi's lungs were about to explode. Can you please consider my feelings? He and Wang Qi were still hanging on the left and right!

Unlike the thrilling battle between Old Man Shui and the River Goddess, the battle with the chairman was uneventful. The two almost didn't make a move. They spent more time confronting each other from a distance, looking for each other's flaws.

But after watching for a long time, one would feel that such a confrontation was even more depressing, as if no move would be made unless it was to determine the winner and the loser.

A terrifying pressure spread out, enveloping every corner of the building.

Time passed by, and just when everyone was suffocating under the enormous pressure from above, the chairman moved, but it wasn't himself, but the darkness behind him.

The chairman's back was originally a piece of darkness, but at this moment, that darkness became more solid. Countless black mists stirred behind him, gradually gathering together, as if some great terror was brewing.

Wu also sensed the dangerous aura. His figure moved, and he attacked fiercely. While rushing forward, he wielded countless blades. The light of the blades overlapped, like a net, shrouding the chairman.

And this time, the chairman seemed to have no way to avoid it. He didn't even choose to dodge. He opened his arms, and semi-transparent human faces gradually formed in front of him. There were men and women, old people and half-grown children. Each face was permeated with the despair before death. The faces densely overlapped, forming a bizarre wall completely constructed of pain.

And the chairman's action of opening his arms was more like embracing despair and pain, and also like welcoming the rushing Wu, sending him into the abyss of despair.

This wall of despair had an incomprehensible solidity. The dense light of the blades poured down on the wall, constantly tearing apart, cutting off, and even shattering the faces, but at the same time, the wall was also healing itself. New faces of pain constantly appeared to replenish it. The shattered faces in mid-air collapsed, and Wu, who was carrying thousands of blade lights, was covered in blood red, and a pair of deep red blood eyes were as violent as a god or demon descending into the world.

The scene in front of him made Old Man Shui click his tongue constantly, and his evaluation of Wu went up another level. The huge collision had even affected the stability of the surrounding space. Old Man Shui inserted his cane into the ground, and after a moment, vines grew along the cane's surroundings. The vines seemed to have life, becoming thicker and thicker, and finally forming a circle, protecting Old Man Shui, Jiang Cheng, and others inside.

However, Old Man Shui seemed to realize something was wrong later. The old face full of wrinkles raised his eyebrows, "Strange, I fought that guy before, and he's definitely more than just this capable. How could he…"

The duel in the air continued. Under the gaze of Jiang Cheng and others, the array of blade lights finally gained the upper hand. The speed of shattering the wall of human faces was faster than the speed of repairing it. Along with Wu's last blade strike, the wall of human faces let out a desperate roar. The next second, it completely collapsed, and Wu also rushed to the chairman at an extremely fast speed, slashing at the chairman.

"It's done!" The fatty couldn't help but exclaim.

The blade fiercely struck the chairman's left shoulder, and the blade had already penetrated the shoulder. Most importantly, the chairman didn't even dodge. To be precise, he hadn't moved a step from beginning to end.

The chairman clenched the hilt of the blade with one hand, his chest heaving violently, and his body seemed to be exhausted, but his face was full of a bright smile as he looked at Wu, "Hoo—, I… I succeeded too."