212: Wang Mian’s promise!

Wang Mian heard Song Zhong’s muttering, though he didn't approve of Song Zhong’s actions.

However, at this moment, understanding the current situation was the most important thing.

And it was obvious now that Song Zhong should know the specific situation outside.

Wang Mian was anxious and curious, but too embarrassed to speak.

Song Zhong tore off Yue Huai’s clothes and wiped the bloodstains from his hands.

With a natural demeanor, he casually muttered to himself, “I wonder how long Ye Fan, known as ‘The One,’ can hold out?”

Commander Ye!

In danger!

Wang Mian’s heart suddenly pounded; Song Zhong’s seemingly casual remark revealed extremely crucial information.

Anta County must have encountered a very serious crisis, and Commander Ye was also in danger.

He was the Commander of the Night Watcher; if anything happened to him, it would be a heavy blow to the entire group.

Furthermore, he was one of the five human powerhouses of Great Xia.

After much hesitation, Wang Mian decided to cast aside his stance.

“Do you know what happened?”

Song Zhong nodded, smiling slightly, “Of course, my informants are among them.”

“Uh!”

Wang Mian took a deep breath; a second ago, he was about to make a move on him, and the next second, he had to ask him for information, which was quite embarrassing.

“Song Zhong, can you tell me what happened outside?”

Song Zhong glanced at Wang Mian; even with the mask, he could feel Wang Mian’s struggle and twisted feelings when he said those words.

“Want to know? But why should I tell you?

I stand on the opposite side of Great Xia, you know.”

Song Zhong put away the [NJY] and looked at Wang Mian with a playful expression.

“I…” This choked Wang Mian; their stances were different, what Face did he have to ask for help?

Hearing Song Zhong’s sarcasm, Wang Mian didn't have the courage to retort; his Face felt hot, but luckily, the mask covered it.

Looking at Wang Mian, who was awkwardly rooted to the spot, Song Zhong felt very good.

“Hehe, your stubborn Face is really interesting.” Song Zhong walked up to Wang Mian and asked, “Is Face more important than Ye Fan’s safety?”

Wang Mian clenched his fists; this guy was clearly using this information to blackmail him.

But he had no choice; Wang Mian seemed to have made some kind of decision and asked,

“What will it take for you to tell me?”

“That’s right!” A smile curled at the corner of Song Zhong’s mouth, “One should be more unrestrained and frank as a person.

I can tell you, but you have to do one thing for me.”

Wang Mian’s heart sank; sure enough, this guy had planned this all along.

“What thing?”

“Haven’t thought of it yet,” Song Zhong said.

Wang Mian turned to stone on the spot; he wanted to curse, but couldn't utter a word.

“Haven’t thought of it? So if you ask me to commit suicide in the future, I have to agree?”

Too much, too hateful, Song Zhong was a scoundrel.

“Classmate Wang Mian, you don’t seem to be in a position to bargain with me right now.”

After saying this, Song Zhong quietly glanced into the distance.

Shen Tu and Yu Lei had already reminded him; there was a third God here.

The Time God from the future, Old Wang Mian.

However, there was nothing unusual within Fengdu Ghost City, as if nothing existed there.

Song Zhong secretly breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed the other party did not intend to help his past self.

Was it due to some restriction?

“I… agree.”

Wang Mian almost gritted his teeth as he uttered these three words; no matter what, Ye Fan’s information was the most important right now.

As for future matters, they could be discussed later.

As Wang Mian, who had mastered time abilities, even if Song Zhong made an excessive demand, he wasn't without room to maneuver.

“Hehe, very good, then our transaction is established.”

Song Zhong opened his right hand, which had just wiped away bloodstains.

A ball of white light appeared in the center of his palm.

The information transmitted by the followers of the New Ancient God Church was perfectly recreated by Song Zhong using the ability of [Mirage].

Wang Mian’s eyes widened.

He saw an Outer God descending above Anta County.

He saw Ye Fan using his abilities to desperately protect Anta County.

He saw that Outer God’s single strike, cutting off the land of Anta County.

He saw Anta County slowly falling towards the fog.

“This… how could this be? How is there another Outer God?”

Wang Mian’s heart was incredibly heavy; Great Xia was actually being attacked by two Outer Gods at the same time.

And they were two Outer Gods in full power.

Can we handle this time?

Moreover, once Anta County entered the fog, the difficulty of rescue would only increase exponentially.

“Yue Huai prepared two altars, one summoning the Egyptian Underworld God Osiris, and the other summoning Wind God Xiu.” Song Zhong rubbed his nose, “Originally, the summoning locations for both Outer Gods were within Fengdu Ghost City, but there was a small accident later, and Wind God Xiu descended in Anta County.”

“Small accident?” Wang Mian keenly caught this phrase.

“Mm! Don’t mind these details.” Song Zhong interrupted Wang Mian’s question.

After all, this accident was caused by himself.

Song Zhong also hadn't expected such a situation to occur, and even less that Anta County would be directly cut off by Wind God Xiu.

Now, the development of events had exceeded Song Zhong’s plan.

The reason Song Zhong chose to tell Wang Mian the truth was actually to test Old Wang Mian from the future.

In any ability system, manipulating time was one of the most troublesome abilities.

If the other party also intervened to hinder him, it might bring more variables.

However, judging from the other party’s reaction, they seemed to have no intention of interfering in this matter.

And Wang Mian, this little fool, didn’t seem to have realized that his future self was also in Fengdu Ghost City.

Or perhaps, he hadn't yet confirmed it.

Therefore, by exchanging through a transaction, getting a promise from Wang Mian was also a way to leave a contingency plan.

After all, Wang Mian was a thoroughly good person; his promise was worth a thousand gold.

In case Old Wang Mian really planned to make a move on him later, he probably wouldn't go back on the promise his past self made, right?

No, he definitely wouldn't.

Song Zhong comforted himself in this way.

At this moment, Wang Mian was still immersed in shock, completely unaware of the subtle expression on Song Zhong’s Face.

“Then what are you going to do next?” Wang Mian asked.

“I’m only responsible for telling you the information; as for what you want to do, that’s your business.”

Song Zhong clasped his hands behind his back and looked up at Osiris and Fengdu Great Emperor high above.

“As for me! I’m going to meet those two up there now.”

Wang Mian stared blankly at Song Zhong; he even suspected his ears might be having problems.

This guy didn’t seem to be joking; could he really recreate the glory of slaying a God in Cangnan?

Looking at the other party’s resolute back, Wang Mian himself didn't realize that a certain hope had arisen in his heart, and hope was also a kind of faith.