Chapter 900: Abandonment

"Cough... cough cough cough cough..."

Between the ruins of the city, Li Fu hunched his body, leaving a bloody footprint with every step, stumbling forward.

Rumbles came from afar, and the quasi-emperor destiny intertwined crazily, like a proud duel between heaven’s favorites. Almost everyone’s attention was attracted there...

The sky flickered between light and dark behind Li Fu. In the ruins where no one cared, he lowered his head like a disheveled stray dog.

"Brother Li, are you in a lot of pain..."

A-Qian supported Li Fu’s figure, tears silently sliding down her cheeks. Her voice was as small as a mosquito’s, fearing that speaking louder would make those wounds hurt more.

Li Fu breathed heavily. He squeezed a pale smile from the corner of his mouth and touched A-Qian’s hair.

"Don't worry, I’m not in pain... I’m just a little tired."

"If you’re tired, shall we sit down and rest for a while?"

"...No."

Li Fu pursed his lips. He looked up at the desolate, abandoned palace not far away, unwillingness flashing in his eyes. "I want to try one more time."

Han Dong, who ran out with Li Fu, heard this, and his eyes lit up slightly.

"Really, Brother Li?"

At this time, behind Han Dong, there were also three youths. They were all youths who followed Li Fu from the beginning. Thanks to them remembering the old friendship just now and pulling out a path, Li Fu wasn't beaten to death...

But to be honest, their help just now was purely based on youthful passion. After running out, their faces were also full of worry and confusion. After all, the current Li Fu was just an ordinary person and couldn't take them out of the ancient treasury.

Hearing that Li Fu wanted to try again, a glimmer of hope appeared in their eyes.

"Try again... try one last time!"

Li Fu silently clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms. His eyes were full of determination.

Li Fu could endure being beaten, could endure the pain, but Zhu Zhong had actually laid a hand on A-Qian, which undoubtedly ignited the anger and malice deep in his heart. After all, at this age of hot-bloodedness, how could one be as calm as water?

No one didn't want to defy heaven and change their fate, no one didn't want to fight back from a desperate situation. Seeing Li Fu’s determination, a spark of hope ignited in the hearts of the others.

"Good!! Brother Li! You can definitely do it!!" Han Dong punched the air heavily. "Let’s go back and slap that kid Zhu Zhong in the face!"

Everyone supported Li Fu and walked straight into the abandoned palace.

The quasi-emperor destiny didn't only exist in one palace. Li Fu could feel that there was the same destiny in the abandoned palace before him, and this might be his last chance to turn the tables.

As they went deeper, the palace became more desolate...

The grass and trees were dead, corpses were everywhere, and traces of fire remained on the walls. He didn't know which period of history this palace belonged to. As they stepped into it, a sense of twilight and loneliness rushed toward them.

But this fit Li Fu’s state of mind. He moved forward step by step in the desolation that no one cared about, just not knowing whether what awaited him was the hope of turning the tables or deeper despair.

Finally, he stepped into the empty main hall;

"Brother Li..."

Everyone saw the quasi-emperor destiny on the throne and looked at Li Fu at the same time. Han Dong was about to say something, but Li Fu strode forward without a hint of hesitation.

He stepped on the black stairs step by step, his eyes seeing nothing but that quasi-emperor destiny.

He was like a gambler pushed to a desperate situation, reaching out to fate for the last time... and then using all his strength to clench it into his fingertips!

His fingers gradually seeped into the quasi-emperor destiny, but it was as if they were blocked by something invisible, and he was bounced back again. He gritted his teeth and tried again, the veins on his neck bulging!

The people under the stairs had their hearts in their throats, their expressions extremely nervous.

Bang—!

A muffled sound came from the throne. Li Fu’s figure seemed to be swept by an invisible force, falling directly from above and rolling disheveledly to the floor of the main hall...

"Brother Li!"

Han Dong and others immediately stepped forward to help Li Fu up. The latter’s forehead had already been knocked open on the ground, and blood covered his cheeks, looking shocking.

"Get out of the way!!"

Li Fu’s eyes were full of bloodshot veins. He pushed everyone away and stumbled toward the throne again!

Bang—!!

A few seconds later, his figure flew out again.

Everyone was a bit stunned. They watched Li Fu run to the throne again and again, but without exception, he was bounced away. Their expressions changed from shock at the beginning to pity, and then to numbness...

They didn't know how many times Li Fu had tried; they only knew that the quasi-emperor destiny hadn't disappeared in the slightest because of his efforts. In the main hall, only the pools of blood on the ground were proof of his efforts.

"Brother Li..."

"Don't worry about me!"

"Brother Li!"

“……”

The few youths who followed him out saw Li Fu fall again and again, and the spark of hope that had just ignited was completely extinguished... They looked at each other and saw the confusion and complexity in each other’s eyes.

After a long silence, someone spoke hesitantly:

"Brother Li... I have parents waiting for me at home, and I’m the only child in my family... I... I have to go out."

After being bounced away again, Li Fu stumbled and tried to crawl up from the ground, but because of the sharp pain in his ankle, he knelt powerlessly before the main hall...

Perhaps it was because of the excessive consumption, or perhaps it was too painful, sweat slid crazily down his cheeks, soaking all his hair. He lowered his head and glanced back with tired eyes.

After a while, he said hoarsely:

"You guys go... those who want to go, all go."

After getting this answer, the few youths who followed were all shaken. They gritted their teeth and left the main hall together, running back toward the direction where the two emperors were fighting...

In the end, they were just a group of children who wanted to leave the ancient treasury. They had received a meal of kindness from Li Fu before and had bravely stood up to help him out just now. They didn't owe him anything. Now that Li Fu was destined to be unable to rise, they should also look for other ways to survive for their own lives.

Li Fu knew this very well in his heart.

Li Fu took a deep breath and struggled to crawl up from the ground after several attempts. Seeing Han Dong still standing aside with a complex expression, he asked in a deep voice:

"Han Dong, why haven't you left yet?"

"I..." Han Dong opened his mouth but didn't know how to answer.

"If it’s because you pity me, there’s no need." Li Fu stumbled toward the throne again and said without looking back, "I saved you once, but you also saved me. We are even... Are you sure you want to risk your life for a piece of trash like me?"

Han Dong fell into silence.

Li Fu didn't care about him anymore and walked toward the throne on his own.