Making Peace

However, there were no ifs in life.

A defeat was a defeat, and the only thing he could do was be open-minded about it… because what else could he do other than that?

Bang—

Suddenly, Liu Rushuang fired a slap down at the yard, and shards of rock and dust flew everywhere.

Prime Minister Liu—who was still in the building jumped from the shock, his crafty gaze twitching as he eventually opened the doors for a look.

"What's going on?"

He asked coldly, frowning when he saw the huge, deep crater in the middle of the yard.

"P-Prime Minister, I do not know! T-That hole appeared out of the blue! It's so bizarre!"

A servant reported gingerly.

Prime Minister Liu's face paled. What the hell was going on?

He took a step forward hesitantly.

In the next instant—

His whole body caught fire, and he unwittingly stumbled forward at the crater.

Thud—

He dropped headfirst into the crater.

Argh—