Chapter 361: Donald

Chapter 361: Chapter 361: Donald

Ye Ming’s subordinates were secretly alarmed. ’Listen to this! What kind of cult is this?!’

And as for all this talk about male oppression, they didn’t buy it. This was especially true for the many males among Ye Ming’s subordinates who already had wives. The moment they heard the enemy wanted to treat females as mere birthing machines, their tempers flared, and they all began to fight even more fiercely.

While everyone was locked in fierce combat, too preoccupied to notice her, Shi Lan quietly led Leo and the others deeper into the facility.

She had to rescue the females quickly to prevent the enemy from pulling any further tricks.

As for Ye Ming, she was terribly worried about him, but he was inside Donald’s Domain. There was nothing she could do but hope he would be safe.

「Inside Donald’s Domain」

Ye Ming was completely enveloped in pitch-black darkness. But Donald was likely unaware that for a Black Panther, this kind of natural darkness was its element.

He wasn’t afraid of the dark in the slightest. In the dim environment, his eyes glowed with a faint green light, unerringly fixed on the direction from which Donald had just entered.

Donald’s vision was naturally unobstructed within his own Domain, so he noticed Ye Ming’s gaze.

He was secretly alarmed. ’Ye Ming shouldn’t be able to use his spiritual power inside my Domain. How did he pinpoint my location so quickly?’

Fortunately, Ye Ming only glanced briefly in his direction before his gaze shifted away, his expression unchanged.

Donald studied Ye Ming’s expression. Seeing him begin to look around, his gaze wandering aimlessly, he quietly breathed another sigh of relief.

’It must have been a coincidence.’

However, ever-cautious, Donald didn’t rush to approach Ye Ming. Instead, he aimed his gun in Ye Ming’s direction from afar.

Ye Ming’s gaze didn’t waver. He continued to look in another direction, maintaining the composure befitting the Eldest Prince.

After a moment, Donald moved to a different spot, a little closer, aiming his gun directly at him. Ye Ming’s posture remained unchanged.

He tested him a few more times in different ways and finally confirmed that Ye Ming truly couldn’t see him. It seemed he had been overthinking things.

Donald wasn’t in a hurry to kill Ye Ming. Looking at the Eldest Prince, he felt a complex mix of emotions. He had once admired him greatly, especially after learning how, at such a young age, he had led a contingent of soldiers to personally destroy the places where females were secretly traded. For this future heir, he had once felt a sense of reverence.

He finally made his presence known, speaking up, "Eldest Prince, since you’ve delivered yourself to my doorstep, I won’t be shy about taking your life."

Ye Ming stood his ground, calm and composed. He turned his head toward the sound of Donald’s voice, but his gaze wasn’t focused, as if he were looking somewhere else entirely.

"Donald, does Ye Yan know you’re doing this?"

"The Second Prince?"

Donald sneered. In his eyes, the Second Prince was a complete fool. He said mockingly, "He isn’t worthy of knowing that much."

’That proves Ye Yan knows something, but not much,’ Ye Ming thought. ’At the very least, he probably doesn’t know the actual entrance to this organization’s base.’

Ye Ming asked again, "So, your real master isn’t Ye Yan?"

Donald guessed that Ye Ming must have uncovered something, but it didn’t matter. He had indeed done a lot for the Second Prince, but the one he truly served in secret was the Monarch.

And there was no need to tell Ye Ming that.

Donald’s face darkened, his eyes fixed on Ye Ming in the darkness as he recalled the past. "You know, Eldest Prince, I once wanted to be your subordinate. It’s a shame you never even gave me a second glance."

Donald’s Spiritual Power Level used to be only B, but he heard that Ye Ming had recruited Leo, who was also a B-Level. So, he mustered his courage and joined the selection process for the Eldest Prince’s subordinates.

But that time, Ye Ming didn’t spare him a single glance; he simply picked a few people and left.

He had traveled all the way from a Poverty Star to the Capital Star, only to end up with such a result. Donald simply couldn’t accept it.

"A Prince like you, coddled from birth, would have no idea how hard it is for ordinary people like us, or how much money and emotional energy it costs just to make one trip to the Capital."

Ye Ming frowned slightly. He held a selection for new subordinates almost every year, but he never chose many people. He had no recollection of Donald whatsoever.

He said, "I recall that anyone who came to participate in my subordinate selection had their round-trip travel expenses reimbursed, along with a week’s worth of food and lodging."

He didn’t know where Donald had originally come from, but he was certain the trip hadn’t cost the man a thing.

The resentful look in Donald’s eyes faltered for a moment. Even though that was true, he still resented Ye Ming. Why choose Leo and not him?

It was what forced him to make a deal with the devil, setting him on his current path.

But he didn’t regret it. By joining this organization and enduring countless experiments, he was finally reborn as an S-level spiritual power Beastman.

But he had suffered too much. Donald blamed Ye Ming for all of it, and he had no intention of granting him a quick death. He drew a sharp dagger, and without another word, charged forward.

Ye Ming’s lips pressed into a thin line. The dark hair on his forehead stirred in an unseen current of air. He nonchalantly rested a hand on his hip, his fingers closing around his gun.

Just as Donald closed in, he pulled the trigger. Inside his own Domain, Donald could still use his spiritual power. He keenly sensed Ye Ming’s move and swiftly dodged the shot.

The shockwave from the energy blast created a muffled boom and a blinding flash of light, which was just as quickly swallowed by the darkness.

’I almost forgot,’ Donald thought. ’Even though Ye Ming is in my space and can’t use his spiritual power, he still has other weapons. And he’s a 3S Beastman. I can’t underestimate him.’

A look of vigilance returned to Donald’s eyes. He switched back to his gun.

Ye Ming’s fingers gently brushed against the muzzle of his gun. ’Without my spiritual power, I’m just not fast enough.’

’If I still had my spiritual power and used my Talent Skill, there’s no way Donald could have dodged that shot.’

However, that last shot had allowed him to notice something: a faint crack had appeared where the energy blast struck the wall of the Domain, and it was slowly repairing itself.

Donald’s Domain was like a shielded virtual space. It seemed impenetrable and flawless, but nothing was without weakness. He theorized that if he focused his attacks on a single point, and if his rate of attack was faster than the Domain’s rate of repair, it would shatter.

Ye Ming’s eyes narrowed, their eerie green glow dimming slightly.

’Lanlan is still out there. I have to hurry. I can’t lose her again.’

As he was thinking, Donald’s shot was already upon him. Ye Ming dodged on pure instinct. Even without his spiritual power, the physical prowess of a 3S Beastman was nothing to scoff at.

He recognized Donald’s gun as the same C36 that had killed Fang Yuan. This type of weapon was lethal, but its clip only held six rounds.

Ye Ming dodged the bullets with ease, and as he leaped and weaved, the gun in his hand fired several times, each shot unerringly striking the same spot.

When Donald saw how nimbly Ye Ming dodged his bullets, he thought Ye Ming could actually see him. But when he saw that all of Ye Ming’s own shots were missing wildly, not even coming close, he couldn’t help but scoff, "Eldest Prince, don’t tell me three years on Black Star made you forget all your marksmanship?"