135: Arrogant! I refuse King Wu of Han to his face; all I want are your heads and supplies!

Inside the villa lobby, it was so luxurious that one might think they had experienced a Transmigration back to the golden age.

A massive crystal chandelier cast a warm yellow glow, making every marble tile shine brightly.

In the center sat a long mahogany dining table covered with a snow-white tablecloth, with scented candles burning in silver candelabras.

Roast whole lamb, Beef Wellington, deep-sea caviar, and several opened bottles of Romanée-Conti...

The rich aroma of food mixed with the scent of wine appeared exceptionally ironic and absurd in this Apocalypse where people were starving to death everywhere.

Lu Sheng stood at the doorway, looking at this scene that felt all too familiar, a mocking sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.

Bai Jingting had also acted this way before.

Do all these villains have some kind of herd mentality?

Do they have to stage this kind of 'Last Supper' to show off their style?

"Hum —"

Lu Sheng's thoughts stirred, and the 【Dragon Eyes】 were activated instantly.

In his golden vertical pupils, the energy flow throughout the lobby was visible at a glance.

The system panel popped up, and three glaring red lights flickered at the main seat and both sides.

【Target: Lei Lie】

【Rank: Level 6 Spirit Source User】

【Sequence: Saint-rank Sequence · Thunder King】

...

【Target: Li Han】

【Rank: Level 6 Spirit Source User】

【Sequence: Saint-rank Sequence · Danger Perception】

...

【Target: Yang Chao】

【Rank: Level 6 Spirit Source User】

【Sequence: Saint-rank Sequence · Psychokinesis】

Good heavens.

Lu Sheng clicked his tongue inwardly.

A small Shuangjian Peak actually hides three Level 6 Experts with Saint-rank Sequences?

This setup could walk sideways even in a big city like the Magic City.

No wonder the military was being suppressed; this was simply not a contest of the same magnitude.

However...

The golden light in Lu Sheng's eyes was not startled but delighted, becoming even more intense.

Three Level 6 Spirit Source Users; if they were all slaughtered, could their corpses be melted into spirit source crystal cores?

"Major Lu, quite the guts."

At the main seat, Lei Lie held his wine glass without getting up.

He was wearing a dark purple Tang suit, his build as burly as a bear, with a string of sandalwood prayer beads hanging around his neck, each the size of a walnut.

Those eyes were as sharp as a hawk's, staring fixedly at Lu Sheng, as if trying to see through his background.

On his left sat a thin, pale-faced man who was playing with a sharp dagger.

The dagger danced at his fingertips, moving so fast that only afterimages could be seen.

That was Yang Chao, a psychokinetic.

As for Li Han, who had just entered, he was huddled in the corner chair like a mistreated little wife, trying to minimize his presence, not even daring to raise his head.

Lu Sheng directly ignored Lei Lie's scrutinizing gaze.

He strode to the dining table, pulled out an empty chair directly facing Lei Lie, and sat down boldly.

"Crack."

He casually picked a purple-red grape from the fruit platter, threw it into his mouth, and crunched it loudly, skin and seeds included.

"Hmm, quite sweet."

Lu Sheng leaned back in the chair, crossing his legs and resting them on the edge of the table, his tactical boots, stained with a bit of mud, less than ten centimeters away from that plate of expensive caviar.

"President Lei, you're living quite well, much better than those drinking mud soup below."

Lu Sheng picked another grape, his tone light.

Lei Lie's hand holding the wine glass tightened suddenly, his knuckles turning white.

Arrogant!

Too arrogant!

He, Lei Lie, had been reigning supreme in Hanwu City for so long; who didn't treat him with utmost respect?

This kid, on the other hand, really treats this place like his own home?

The dagger in Yang Chao's hand stopped abruptly, staring gloomily at Lu Sheng's neck, his tongue licking his lips as if looking at a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.

"Since Major Lu likes it, you can eat it every day from now on."

Lei Lie took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart, and spoke with a fake smile: "I cherish talent. Major Lu is so young yet has such strength; being stuck on that broken boat of the military is truly a waste of talent."

He put down the wine glass, leaned forward, his voice carrying a hint of seduction: "As long as Major Lu is willing to join our Lingyuan Association, I will offer the position of Vice President with both hands!"

"The supplies, women, and status on this Shuangjian Peak—as long as you ask, I will give you whatever you want!"

"Even..." Lei Lie pointed out the window, "After the Corpse Tide passes, we can join forces to conquer the entire Hanwu City. When that time comes, we can divide the river and rule; you will be half the Martial King!"

This was a big, round pie.

If it were an ordinary person, they would have likely bowed down immediately.

Lu Sheng swallowed the grape in his mouth and extended a slender finger, shaking it gently in front of him.

"Not enough."

Two words, landing lightly.

The smile on Lei Lie's face froze.

The air in the lobby instantly solidified.

"Not enough?"

Lei Lie narrowed his eyes, his voice turning cold, and the thunder on his body faintly jumped, making crackling explosions: "Major Lu has quite an appetite. The position of Vice President isn't enough to satisfy you? How about it, do you want my position as President?"

The dagger in Yang Chao's hand slowly floated up, its tip aimed at Lu Sheng's glabella.

Li Han buried his head lower, his whole body trembling.

Lu Sheng leaned back in the chair, watching Lei Lie's gradually ferocious face, and shook his head again.

His eyes were playful, as if looking at a clown bargaining.

"President Lei has misunderstood."

Lu Sheng slowly stood up.

Following his movement, an invisible Dragon prestige erupted, instantly dispersing the thunder aura on Lei Lie's body.

The tableware on the table trembled, and cracks appeared on the red wine glass.

Lu Sheng braced his hands on the tabletop, leaning forward, his golden vertical pupils instantly locking onto the three people present.

He grinned, revealing a mouthful of pearly white teeth, his smile bright yet chilling to the bone.

"I have no interest in any President or Vice President."

"What I want..."

Lu Sheng paused, his gaze sweeping over the necks of Lei Lie, Yang Chao, and Li Han one by one.

"Is the head on each of your shoulders."

"And..."

"All the supplies in your warehouse."

"If one bullet or one grain of rice is missing, I will have to use your bones to fill the gap!"

PS: Update for today (5/5). Five chapters delivered. Thanks to all the brothers for your support, I am really grateful. Whenever there is a mindless negative review, a new five-star review appears. Really, thank you to the brothers who read up to here. The last 1500 kilometers of the journey, the protagonist's team is about to arrive at the Western Mountain Range to build their power. Any good suggestions for the name of the power? The author is at a loss for words...