Chapter 2: Clad in Divine Armor, I, Xiao Zhan, Will Defy Fate and Rewrite Destiny!

The deafening roar was terrifying. Everyone in the courtyard felt their eardrums sting, a buzzing filled their minds, and it was as if their souls were about to be shaken loose.

Eunuch Li’s scream caught in his throat; the pride on his face instantly froze into shock and horror.

The imperial guards behind him had weak calves and trembling hands gripping their spears.

Several timid ones collapsed to the ground, their pants soaked.

“Witchcraft, witchcraft! This is witchcraft!” a minor leader’s voice trembled as he screamed.

They had never heard such a soul-rending, unnatural sound in their lives—it was simply not of this world!

Xiao Zhan held the black iron tube firmly, smoke still lingering at the barrel.

He looked at the terrified imperial guards and felt a deep satisfaction in his heart.

This was the power of modern weaponry. Against these relics from the age of cold weapons, it was an overwhelming, dimensional annihilation!

“Witchcraft?” Xiao Zhan sneered and stepped forward.

“I think it’s you who are sick of living, daring to make trouble in the Prince of Yan’s mansion!”

His voice was low but oppressive, making the guards struggle to breathe. The strange weapon in his hand unnerved them all, forcing them to recoil involuntarily.

Eunuch Li’s lips trembled as he pointed at Xiao Zhan but couldn’t utter a single word.

The dark barrel aimed at him sent chills down his spine.

“Now, get lost, or I’ll make you regret it!” Xiao Zhan lifted the barrel and pointed it straight at Eunuch Li’s forehead.

“If you fart one more time, I won’t hesitate to show you the true power of this ‘witchcraft’!”

Eunuch Li’s legs went weak, nearly wetting himself.

He knew this mission was completely ruined.

This Xiao Zhan was no longer the useless weakling he once was—he was a living hell!

“P-prince, have mercy! I’m leaving! I’m leaving!” Eunuch Li scrambled backward, not daring to say a word.

The other imperial guards dropped their weapons and fled as if their lives depended on it, leaving no trace of royal guard dignity.

In the blink of an eye, only Xiao Zhan and a still stunned Qiu Shuang remained in the courtyard.

“P-prince, they…” Qiu Shuang looked at the chaotic scene, then at the unfamiliar weapon in Xiao Zhan’s hand. Her eyes widened, mouth agape, speechless.

Xiao Zhan put away the long weapon, leaving only a short one tucked at his waist.

He stretched his limbs, feeling strength surging through his body.

With the system activating his firearms skill, he sensed the original owner’s body—the one hollowed out by wine and women—growing stronger.

Loose flesh tightened, limbs and bones brimming with vitality.

Though his appearance hadn’t changed much, he knew well: he was no longer the weak office worker but a man of power!

“Divine equipment equipped, physique enhanced!” Xiao Zhan felt an exhilarating thrill inside. “Today, I, Xiao Zhan, will defy fate and change my destiny!”

He clenched his fists, joints cracking.

This feeling of power was damn intoxicating!

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