The black Parent-Slaying Dagger screeched across the cloud plaza at twenty times the speed of light.
Its jagged blade was soaked in the Orphan-Maker General’s Rank 9 Absolute Peak divine blood and three billion years of scripted tragedy curses. It curved around the edge of the courtyard fence, aiming straight for thirteen-year-old Su Nuannuan’s small back as she sat on her bamboo stool unwrapping a strawberry milk candy.
“Die, little brat!” the Orphan-Maker General howled in vicious triumph, his cracked helmet visor dripping blood.
“And even if Gu Changsheng blocks my dagger, I’ve already burned my core to activate my Unbreakable Plot-Warden Immortal Armor! No Rank 9 weapon in creation can scratch my chestplate!”
Up on the porch, Su Nuannuan blinked her big round eyes as the cold wind of the dagger rustled her pink hair ribbons. She didn’t even drop her candy wrapper.
Because right in front of her, space didn’t warp—it simply stepped aside for her dad.
[FATHER’S AUTHORITY RULE ACTIVATED!]
[Direct Threat to Daughter Su Nuannuan Confirmed!]
