Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) Chapter 418: The great escape 2

When she felt dizzy, Lian and i tried to change the location to the port, but the woman got up on her feet and tried to stop them.

The woman refused to go down, so they had to knock her out, which was incredibly difficult. As soon as she was knocked out, they parked the hovercar in front of a hospital that was along the way, then drove off, activating stealth mode.

Even though she was passed out, they weren’t sure that she would stay like that for long, so they stopped the hovercar outside the port area and ran the rest of the way to this hangar. They left their communicator to prevent the old man from tracking them.

Xiang Yu spun the captain’s chair, a playful grin on his face, only to find Lian and i sprawled on the floor, gasping for air. His grin vanished, replaced by concern. "What happened to you two? Did you fight a bear?"

"A bear?" Lian wheezed, pushing herself into a sitting position. "It was more like a tiger!"

i, still lying prone, groaned. "Master, I think I pulled a muscle," she managed, her voice strained.

Xiang Yu quickly rose and fetched them so water. They accepted the cups gratefully, murmuring simultaneous "thank yous." He allowed them a few sips before gently asking, "How do you feel? Better?"

Lian nodded, while i cautiously sat up, wincing. "You have to get up," Xiang Yu urged. "We have to go before they find out you’re gone."

Lian and i exchanged a look before slowly getting to their feet. They settled into their seats, buckling their safety belts.

"Master," i asked hesitantly, "do you even know how to drive this thing?"

"Yes," Xiang Yu replied confidently, a hint of amusent in his voice, "but Hex can take over as well."

As if on cue, Hex materialized in its fluffy cat-bat form, fluttering around the cockpit. "Don’t worry, Yu Yu!" Hex chirped. "I am very experienced! Buckle up!"

"Master, Hex is so cute!" Lian exclaid, her eyes sparkling. "Can I have it?"

Hex, sensing the shift in the conversation, darted behind Xiang Yu, its fluffy body trembling slightly. Lian’s smile, however, was less cute and more unsettling.

Xiang Yu, recognizing the glint in Lian’s eyes, chuckled. "Sure," he said smoothly, "if Hex wants to go with you."

Hex shook its head vehently, disappearing completely into the folds of Xiang Yu’s clothing.

"I want it too!" i chid in. "Hex, do you want to co with ?"

Hex burrowed deeper into Xiang Yu’s clothes, clearly not interested in being anyone’s pet other than Yu Yu.

AN: If Han Xin was there would Hex still be alive? QAQ

Xiang Yu chuckled again. With a subtle touch, the ship humd to life. The hangar doors slid open, and the spacecraft glided out, its outer shell becoming invisible as it shot into the sky.

Thirty minutes later, Marshal Wu stord into the empty hangar, his rcenaries trailing behind him. His face was a mask of fury. "How did this happen?" he roared. "How did you get outsmarted by the three of them?"

The rcenaries hung their heads in sha, unable to et his gaze. Marshal Wu’s voice bood through the hangar. "Why are you just standing there?!" he bellowed. "Go find them! Turn the entire galaxy over if you have to!"

The rcenaries scrambled into action, dispersing to carry out his orders. But their efforts were futile. Xiang Yu wouldn’t be found if he didn’t want to be found.

***

The air hung thick and heavy, not with smoke, but with a tension so palpable it crackled on the skin. The world, it seed, was afla. Not in the literal sense, not yet, but the flas of war licked at the edges of civilization, threatening to engulf everything.

The Republic and the Federation were locked in a deadly dance of destruction, each blow answered with a fiercer, more devastating counter.

Here, in the imperial capital, the heart of the Republic, the tension was a living thing. The streets, once bustling with life, were now eerily deserted. The vibrant tapestry of vendors, shoppers, and hurried commuters had been replaced by a desolate emptiness, broken only by the rhythmic thrum of patrol chs.

These chanical behemoths, symbols of the Republic’s might, patrolled the deserted avenues, their tallic eyes scanning for any hint of dissent.

The silence was unnerving. It amplified the sense of unease, the feeling that sothing terrible was about to happen. It was a silence broken only by the murmurs emanating from the floating screens held by the few citizens who dared to venture out.

Their faces, illuminated by the flickering light of the screens, were etched with worry and grim determination. They were watching the adjudication, the proceedings that would decide the fate of their world. Every word spoken, every decision to be made, held the potential to either fan the flas of war or extinguish them before they consud everything.

The grand hall of the Republic Court was filled with a sense of gravitas, its vaulted ceilings and imposing architecture creating an atmosphere of solemnity. Important leaders from across the Republic gathered in the viewing galleries, their faces etched with curiosity and concern as they awaited the adjudication.

At the front of the hall, the Councillors of the Republic sat in their high seats, looking down with an air of authority. Each councillor wore ornate robes, the insignia of their office gleaming in the light. Seated nearby were mbers of the noble families, their expressions a mix of pride and apprehension.

The current Marshal, along with several overseers responsible for various planets under the Republic’s jurisdiction, occupied seats of honour, their presence a reminder of the Republic’s power and reach.

Standing alone before the Councillors was Marshal Wu, his posture upright and resolute. The once-revered leader now faced a barrage of questions and criticisms. The Councillors demanded that he hand over the forr Imperial Lord to the court for trial, their voices laced with disapproval as they criticized him for allowing Xiang Yu to escape.

Marshal Wu stood silent, enduring their censure without complaint. His stoic deanour betrayed none of the turmoil within. The Councillors’ words cut deep, each accusation like a blade. They brought up his granddaughters, accusing them of aiding Xiang Yu’s escape. The demand to hand them overhung heavily in the air.

One of the Councillors, a sharp-tongued woman with piercing eyes, spoke up. "Oh, that’s right. They ran away with the traitor. Marshal, are you protecting them from the consequences?" Her words dripped with disdain.

The murmurs of agreent from the assembled citizens grew louder, a chorus of nodding heads and humming voices. Marshal Wu felt the weight of their judgnt pressing down on him. His fists clenched in frustration, the only outward sign of his inner struggle.

AN: Happy Valentine’s my loves. Spoil yourselves with so gifts. Happy reading :)