My System Is Three Thousand Years Early Chapter 543 - 142: Mr. Cheng, What Are Your Thoughts? (Pleas

At that mont,

Wu Ling let out a sigh and said,

"After this incident, I may be able to gain the recognition of many ministers in the Court."

"In the future, I might even ascend to the throne and beco the Empress of Great Zhou."

"When that ti cos, I can promise that I won’t be like my father. As long as the Great Zhou Dynasty exists, Duke Zhen’s Mansion will remain. You need not worry about , nor do you need to deliberately keep your distance from ."

"I’ll be taking my leave first."

Wu Ling spoke softly, her tone devoid of much emotion, yet it sounded far from flat.

It seed that Wu Ling had suppressed all her emotions in her heart.

and simply did not show them.

Wu Ling quickly departed.

Cheng Guang raised his eyes to watch Wu Ling leave, then turned his gaze to Wu ngde.

His brows slightly furrowed.

Just as he was about to stomp Wu ngde to death,

a flash of enlightennt crossed Cheng Guang’s mind.

He suddenly realized,

"Could it be that the system has not yet determined that my mission is complete because it considers Wu ngde a man bound to die?"

"How could a dead man possibly beco a future Emperor of Great Yuan?"

"Is the system still expecting to spare him??"

As Cheng Guang pondered this, he found the situation increasingly intriguing and decided to test it. He slightly lifted his foot,

releasing Wu ngde.

Wu ngde felt the enormous force that had been pressing on his face, as if deforming his skull, rapidly receding.

Instantly, Wu ngde felt considerable relief in his face.

Before he could recover,

Wu ngde heard an incredibly gentle voice beside his ear,

"You may go now."

Hearing these words, Wu ngde felt a surge of strength fill his body and looked up incredulously at Cheng Guang.

"Princely Heir, are you serious?"

Cheng Guang simply furrowed his brows in response, "Are you going to leave or not?"

"If you don’t, shall I take action?"

As he spoke,

Cheng Guang started to gather a white glow in his palm.

Seeing this, Wu ngde was taken aback and, not daring to say more, hastily got up, rubbing his face, and ran awkwardly but quickly towards the distance.

Just as he was about to reach the ship’s railing,

Wu ngde’s step halted, and he stomped hard on the deck, ready to transform into a streak of light and flee into the distance.

Suddenly,

an invisible, trendous force swept towards him from all directions.

Wu ngde panicked, trying instinctively to break free.

But what he did not expect was that the more he struggled, the tighter the invisible force around him bound him.

In just a mont,

Wu ngde felt he could no longer breathe.

Wu ngde hurriedly twisted his head to look around,

trying to identify who the assailant was.

But around the Flying Boat,

he did not see any figure other than Cheng Guang.

Then, Wu ngde suddenly twisted around to face Cheng Guang, as though he knew who the perpetrator was.

"Princely Heir, do you not keep your word??"

Wu ngde gazed at Cheng Guang with a bewildered expression,

completely baffled by Cheng Guang’s intentions.

But Cheng Guang did not direct his gaze at Wu ngde.

Instead, he was focusing on sothing else,

because he had realized

that just as he prepared to let Wu ngde go, the system’s mission had suddenly been completed.

It seed to him,

in the eyes of the system, as long as he let Wu ngde return,

there was still a chance for Wu ngde to inherit the throne of Great Yuan.

Therefore,

not to make good use of Wu ngde, a potential future Emperor of Great Yuan, would indeed be a pity.

Thinking this, Cheng Guang extended his hand with a wave, instantly pulling the distant Wu ngde to his side.

"This Princely Heir always keeps his promises. I just have a gift for you before you go."

Wu ngde, rendered powerless before Cheng Guang, was like a chick with no ability to resist, completely at Cheng Guang’s rcy.

"What gift?"

Wu ngde asked subconsciously.

But then, he imdiately wanted to smack his own mouth hard.

Damn it, what am I rambling about!!

Why would I ask the Princely Heir about a gift now? Isn’t that just giving him an opening to continue this conversation?

Regretting his words, Wu ngde hurried to say:

"Princely Heir, I don’t want any gifts!!"

"I don’t want any gifts at all!!"

Cheng Guang’s expression darkened slightly, "You say you don’t want it and that’s it?"

Having said that,

Cheng Guang did not wait for Wu ngde to react and pointed his fingers in the space at Wu ngde’s eyes.

At the sa ti,

Cheng Guang’s own eyes began to emit a slightly devilish purple glow.

Charm Eyes!

Wu ngde was originally shouting, but when his eyes t Cheng Guang’s Charm Eyes, he instantly fell into a state of bewildernt.

Compared to ordinary people, Wu ngde’s cultivation and strength were quite formidable.

But compared to Cheng Guang,

they were insignificant.

Cheng Guang’s current level of cultivation could be compared to that of a Sky-Man.

Even for a short ti, the burst of power and strength he could unleash was even greater than that of an ordinary Sky-Man.

The power of the Charm Eyes, like an unreasonable torrent, took hold of Wu ngde’s entire mind regardless of what he was thinking internally.

With Cheng Guang’s current usage of the Charm Eyes,

although he was still temporarily unable to control a Sky-Man, he could basically control anyone below that level accurately.

Moreover,

the Divine Power Marks left in the victim’s Primordial Spirit by the Charm Eyes were now even more concealed.