“Interesting. Miss Grey, are you threatening me?”

Lu Qingchen smiled with great interest. He did not seem to be infuriated by the threat at all. Instead, he declared with the face of an ugly kid, “Let me see. It’s been a long, long, long time… since anybody threatened me!”

It was clearly a soft child’s voice, but it made Grey and Gus feel an inexplicable fear.

Grey’s body shook violently. She felt that all the strength in her body, especially her legs, had been drained. She almost collapsed to the ground.

But when she thought of her father’s broken body, she gritted her teeth and managed to look at Lu Qingchen in the eyes. “It was not a threat. We were merely helping each other like you said!”

“Helping each other? Haha. Great!”

Lu Qingchen smiled. The invisible pressure around him was gone again, and he turned into a harmless, ugly kid again. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the sky, while he suddenly asked, “What’s with the crack? Has it always existed?”

Grey was dazed and followed Lu Qingchen’s gaze.

She had been doing experiments on steam compression in the secret chamber for the past few days. The chamber was deep underground and soundproof, but she did not hear the sound of the sky splitting apart last night.

During the day, the crack had become very faint. Now and then, it was covered by clouds, and nobody would notice it unless they looked carefully. It was not until this moment that Grey noticed it, too. She exclaimed and was dumbfounded.

“It only appeared last night.”

Gus summoned his courage and asked Lu Qingchen, “Did—did you do this?”

“This really has nothing to do with me.”

Lu Qingchen made a gesture of raising his hands to show his innocence. He thought for a moment and said, “Well, it is not entirely irrelevant. Maybe my appearance accelerated the progress of the Fist King. In short, the world is about to be destroyed. Therefore, whatever your wish is, you’d better hurry up.”

“What?”

Grey and Gus were both shocked. “What are you talking about? With the protection of the Fist God, how could the Fist God’s world be destroyed?”

“What if I say that your beloved Fist God is going to destroy the world?”

Lu Qingchen mumbled to himself in a voice that the two of them could not hear. Then he said, “Well, we can talk about it later. Brother Gus, are you coming with us or not?”

In the end, Gus decided to flee with his sister.

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After all, the picture of Qin Yi being burnt into a black toad was still vivid in his mind. Gus did not know how the residents would react when they discovered that there was such a large altar below their house and that his sister had killed Qin Yong.

The Qin family was quite influential in Red Gold Town, too. They were related to the fist arts of several nearby cities and would certainly want to take revenge.

Although he had nothing to do with the altar, he had slept on it for years after all. It was not certain that other people would believe his sister’s lies.

The only uncle who could protect him seemed to have a lot to do with his father’s death. Gus was not a man who was good at acting. It was an impossible task for him to get along with his uncle without leaving any traces.

Therefore, Gus had no other options except to be led away by fate.

The two siblings each had a large backpack. Grey carried a serial crossbow and a compressed air cannon on her waist. Gus left the house with the steam ball that had sealed Lu Qingchen and strode south toward the Black Wind Mountain.

At this time, the news of Qin Yong’s death had not yet spread out. The town was still immersed in the excitement of burning the evil clansmen to the ground. In the afternoon, there should be a sermon promoting righteousness and criticizing evil. Everyone, including the hunting team, had gathered in the town. The main road was empty, allowing the two siblings to run with all their strength.

Soon, the road in front of them became narrow and rugged. It turned from a paved road into a paved one, and from a paved road into a narrow and winding one. In the end, they were surrounded by dense bushes and forests. One of the mountains was connected to another, and a black mist was rising from the top of the mountain. When the wind blew, it was raging like a devil.

This was the Black Wind Mountain that stretched for hundreds of kilometers.

A place where ferocious beasts appeared and boxers showed off.

It was in this place that Gus had encountered the tiger and saved him when he saw Qin Yi kill the tiger with a crossbow.

A short day had passed, and Qin Yi had already turned into a charred corpse. His own reputation had been ruined, and he had embarked on the road of life and death with his sister. Just thinking about it made him feel as if a lifetime had passed.

Grey didn’t say anything and led the way in the front. She didn’t even use a machete to cut the branches and vines in her way but simply chopped them with her hand. It was clean and efficient.

Gus was much less skilled than his sister. Although he did not need to lead the way, he was still exhausted after carrying so many things and walking dozens of kilometers on the mountain with the steam ball.

Lu Qingchen did not need to walk on his own, but he was quite happy and at ease. He hummed a little tune in a leisurely manner and even turned into a curious child. Whatever he encountered, he would ask Gus about it.

From the history of the Fist God’s World to everyone’s daily life, to the structure and function of the Fist God’s Temple, to the content of the arts of iron fists, to the evilness of machines and steam, he seemed to know nothing about the world. Every detail raised his half-truthful exclamations and laughter.

“Oh, I can only use my bare hands, but I reject the use of swords and sabers, and I’m not allowed to use the world of machinery, steam, and electricity? This technology tree is really interesting!

“Therefore, you don’t need to study, farm, or build. Almost all the people here are hunters and warriors. You will be sent to the Iron Fist School for training as soon as you are born. The best of you will be promoted to the dojos of the major boxing schools, and the best of you will be sent to the Temple of Fist Arts for training. After all, the only things in your life are fists and fighting. But if that’s the case, what are you going to eat? If you lack tools and machines, your life will be very inconvenient, won’t it?

“Oh, oh, oh. I understand now. The forest and wilderness around the town will randomly spawn a lot of ferocious beasts every day. The bodies of the ferocious beasts are full of treasures. As long as you kill the ferocious beasts bare-handed, all kinds of food and necessities will be dropped, enough to satisfy the operation of the World of the Fist God. No wonder you are still so backward after tens of thousands of years of development. It turns out that you don’t have the motivation to evolve at all.

“There are no stars in the night of this world? The Fist King is too petty. Although it is an unimportant thing, if he consumes a little bit of his computational ability, would it kill him to create a few stars? What are stars? How can I explain it? Stars are insignificant dust in the universe. But once they decide to completely burn themselves, the brilliance they release will be very brilliant!

“What? There’s not even lightning? Damn it. Is the Fist King intentionally making things difficult for the Lightning Clan?”