EFB Chapter 311 305: Kill Him for Me!
Chapter 311 305: Kill Him for Me!
"Young Prince, calm down, it's just a soft meal man, not worth getting so worked up!"
"Yes, yes, he's just a plaything. Once Saintess Xue He finds new lovers, she'll definitely kick Li Shan aside!"
A moment later, Lei Zhenyu was forcibly dragged back to the island's luxury hotel by several attendants.
As they tended to Lei Zhenyu's wounds, they all tried to persuade him.
"I want all the information on Li Shan, immediately, at once!"
Lei Zhenyu gritted his teeth, angrily glaring at Wutuo standing beside Hou Li.
The latter shuddered all over and quickly nodded before retreating.
"Your Highness, there's very little information on Li Shan. We know he's from Xia Country and was sold as a slave fighter by a gambling company because he owed substantial debts."
After a while, Wutuo returned hastily and reported awkwardly in a low voice.
"Damn, does a gambling addict deserve to step on Lei Zhenyu?"
Bam!
Lei Zhenyu was so furious his face twisted, and he slammed his hand onto the coffee table.
"He just had dumb luck to catch the eye of those two saintesses."
"In my opinion, those two must be blind. How can Li Shan compare to our prince?"
Several attendants quickly nodded, showing their agreement.
"Your Highness, I did find some useful information... Since Saintess Xue He now exclusively favors Li Shan and has chased away all her previous male lovers, many on the island are quite annoyed with Li Shan."
Wutuo chuckled awkwardly.
"Moreover, just last night, a Snow Country slave fighter named Chekov deliberately sought trouble, intending to kill Li Shan!"
"A slave fighter from Snow Country has a feud with Li Shan?"
Upon hearing this, Lei Zhenyu's eyes lit up.
His fiery anger transformed into a cold smile.
From a young age, he prided himself as a superior, looking down on those with brute strength.
Smart people kill without shedding blood, knowing how to leverage force!
"That person's strength is quite impressive; among this batch of slave fighters, he's a very capable one. They say he's a peak Righteous Energy master with potential to break into the top ten slave fighter rankings!"
Wutuo understood immediately and briefly explained Chekov's situation.
"Li Shan really hit the jackpot; Chekov could've killed him last night but accidentally twisted his ankle and was restrained by the Island Guards."
"However, Chekov recovered well; in today's first round of slave fighting, he easily defeated his opponent and even twisted their head off!"
Upon hearing this, several attendants exchanged glances, feeling somewhat excited.
Lei Zhenyu nodded with satisfaction.
"He's quite capable; invite him over. I want to talk to him directly and get him to challenge Li Shan by name!"
He grinned wickedly.
"If Chekov agrees, in exchange, I'll introduce him to my uncle-grandfather."
"But what if Li Shan refuses Chekov's challenge?"
Wutuo hesitated briefly before asking bravely.
"Refuse? What's the joke? Slave fighters are just beasts for entertainment; as long as Li Shan remains a slave fighter, he has no right to refuse!"
Lei Zhenyu's eyes gleamed with malice, his smile growing wider.
"Unless he voluntarily concedes, in which case, Chekov can dispose of him as he wishes, leading to the same dead-end!"
"So, if Chekov agrees with us, Li Shan will either wait for death or fight Chekov to the death in the Slave Fighting Platform?"
Wutuo realized the plan, bursting into applause and laughter.
"Brilliant, truly brilliant! Our prince easily thought of ways to kill Li Shan!"
"Hmph, it's the island's own rule; not even Xue He or Iguchi Tama can interfere."
Lei Zhenyu was quite pleased, showing an arrogant, cold smile.
"Even if those two pressure Chekov, with my uncle-grandfather's protection, Chekov won't face any danger."
"That Li Shan is truly foolish to oppose our prince; now he's doomed!"
"A mere soft meal man, does he really think he's someone important?"
Several attendants flattered Lei Zhenyu, continuously mocking Lin Fan.
"Your Highness, I'll go find Chekov right away and make sure he agrees."
Wutuo nodded repeatedly, preparing to leave excitedly again.
"Take this with you; with it, Chekov will trust us."
Clang!
Lei Zhenyu pulled out his Slave Fighting Card and tossed it into Wutuo's arms.
"I want Chekov to kill Li Shan in tomorrow's slave fighting match!"
Meanwhile.
Deep in the bowels of the Prison Fortress, at the dungeon's far end.
"Lin Fan, seeing you again, I... I'm really so happy!"
With a clang, the cell door was tightly shut, isolating the outside world.
At that moment, Adele, who had been pretending to be worried, could no longer contain herself.
She jumped for joy, throwing herself into Lin Fan's embrace, her body trembling with excitement.
"Princess Adele, to see you again, I'm also... happy."
Lin Fan's body shook, feeling the girl's warm and fiery embrace, overwhelmed with emotions.
In truth, the two had only spent a brief duration together.
Yet now, recalling it felt like a lifetime ago.
Now the other had become an exiled and fallen princess overseas.
While Lin Fan himself had almost abandoned everything from the past, starting anew.
"Are you two pretending I'm blind?"
Just then.
Lin Aochang coughed heavily, his old face dark, deliberately disgusting Lin Fan and Adele.
"Don't worry, he's actually my teacher, the renowned Medical Sage, Old Master Lin Aochang."
Seeing Adele's surprise, her bright eyes filled with concern.
Lin Fan smiled, explaining softly.
"No, I'm not anyone's teacher! I've taken a liking to this little girl, wanting her to warm the bed for me!"
Lin Aochang shook his head vehemently, revealing a bit of madness.
"Ah... I won't, Lin Fan, is he crazy?"
Adele was stunned and darted behind Lin Fan, cautiously asking.
"Right, he's just an old lunatic."
Lin Fan's face turned dark, and he gritted his teeth hatefully.
"If he hadn't deliberately poisoned me back then, I wouldn't have ended up like this today by accident!"
After returning last night, he tried hard to recall the scenes from seven years ago.
And finally remembered.
The night before the incident, not far from his house in the alley, he had encountered a drunken old man.
The man was helped up by Lin Fan out of kindness, but then suddenly shoved Lin Fan's chest and staggered away on his own.
Looking back now, it must have been this old man who took the opportunity to plant the Seven-Core Deadly Lotus within Lin Fan!
"How many years ago was that mess, is there any point in mentioning it?"
Lin Aochang's old face froze, and he turned away sulkily.
"Alright, alright, you can leave. Adele is in my room, and I guarantee no one will dare touch her."
"I... I don't want to stay with this old lunatic; can you take me away?"
Adele shivered, shook her head desperately, and adamantly refused to stay.
"Your Highness, listen to me, although this old man is not very reliable, we can only trust him now."
Lin Fan shook his head, lowering his voice.
"Moreover, you can beat Lei Zhenyu senseless; are you afraid of an old fool?"
"At the worst, use all the self-defense skills I taught you, don't hold back..."
Hearing this, Adele's mouth hung open, dumbfounded.
Are these two really grandfather and grandson?
They seem more like enemies, eager to kill each other?
"You little bastard, ungrateful brat, one day you'll know what a huge opportunity the Seven-Core Deadly Lotus I planted is!"
Lin Aochang overheard every word, shaking with anger.
He cursed and pushed Lin Fan out the door, then slammed the door shut.
"This old man is really just an old lunatic..."
Lin Fan muttered, standing outside the door for a moment, then frowned and left.
Leaving Adele with the old man would ensure her safety for a while.
But to safely get them off Prison Island, careful planning was needed.
"Young Master, we've struck it rich! Not only did you get back the watch you betted, but you won ten times the odds, a full million!"
Back in the slave fighting shelter, Shi Potian came running with joy, holding a bank card.
Uncle Hui and others, wounded, looked on with envy and regret as they sat aside.
"Is everyone okay? Did you make it?"
Lin Fan tossed the bank card and handed it back to Shi Potian.
He wore the watch on his wrist, and his gaze swept over Uncle Hui and the others.
They looked worn from intense battles.
But luckily, they made it back alive.
"Not bad, Amirno and I advanced, Zhenzong won too but got seriously injured and can't continue competing."
Uncle Hui sighed and shook his head.
"Kai and San Yuan... they died. Their bodies were thrown into the sea to feed the fish."
The conversation fell silent, bringing gloom to everyone.
Lin Fan's face was complex, shaking his head internally.
This is the reality of the ultimate slave fighting arena on the island.
One wins a fortune while another dies, their body lost.
Besides entertaining the foreign elites, they become test subjects for the Heartless Pill, half-finished, of the Holy Poison Sect!
"...If you trust me, I say bet on my win."
Lin Fan broke the silence first.
"I'm the weakest in the advanced matches, the least favored slave fighter, so my odds must be the highest."
"But..."
Amirno and the others hesitated, exchanged looks.
Previously, Lin Fan got lucky, arranged against a companion as an opponent.
The higher-ups were letting off Snow Country's Saintess Xue He.
Although Lin Fan wouldn't face mortal danger in future matches, temperamental opponents might not care.
What if they insist on defeating Lin Fan?
"I don't mind; my goal is to challenge Jiang Taiyan... I just need to win five more matches to qualify."
Uncle Hui seemed calm, smiling at Lin Fan.
"Li Shan, someone wants to challenge you."
The next moment.
Before Lin Fan could respond.
An Island Guard arrived, handing him a black challenge letter.
"Chekov wants to face you tomorrow on the Slave Fighting Platform."
His expression was complex, with a hint of pity in his eyes.
"According to the island's rules, you can't refuse; you can only surrender, and let the opponent do as they please."
Silence fell once more.
Uncle Hui and others were stunned.
No one expected someone to be so reckless.
Risking offending Saintess Xue He to target Lin Fan anyway?
"No matter what I do, I can't escape this fate?"
Seeing their worried gazes.
Lin Fan smirked self-depreciatively, taking the black challenge letter.
"In that case, I must fight with all I've got... Tell Chekov, tomorrow it's either his end or mine!"