Lethal Stunner: Kicking Off with Five Beast Husbands
Chapter 96 Turning the Tables

Chapter 96: Chapter 96 Turning the Tables

Xiao Jinsheng hesitated.

Just as Chen Yunji had said.

With the current strength of her seven Beast Husbands, they could still survive on the Mist Continent.

But such a choice brought many uncertainties.

There was no assurance that the next few decades on the Mist Continent wouldn’t become more dangerous, and if their strength remained stagnant, when stronger enemies emerged, it would still be a dead end.

Not to mention, she still had Bai Yan, that overpowered nemesis.

But if they continued participating in the competition, it would be like willingly walking into the trap set by the Terminal.

Xiao Jinsheng raised her eyes to look at the seven men.

Yu Yunxiao, with his feline ears drooping, pondered for a moment and said, "No matter what decision you make, I will support you. If you choose to continue competing, I’ll ensure I’m the backbone of the family. If you choose to leave, I’ll protect you as well."

"I choose to continue competing." Li’s crimson eyes fixed on Xiao Jinsheng, his fighting spirit already ignited. "I’d rather take the offensive than sit around waiting for death."

"With your current Superpower Level, it’s very dangerous," Xiao Jinsheng reminded him.

Among the seven men, only Li and Shi Xie were currently Superpower Ten Stars.

If their powers ever broke through to Eleven Stars, they would become meals on the Terminal’s dining table.

"Didn’t they already show us how to suppress our strength?" Shi Xie’s icy blue eyes masked the madness for bloodlust as he gestured toward Xuan Jiu and Chen Yunji’s wounds.

"Even if we withdraw, with their talents, they’ll soon break through Superpower Eleven Stars." Su Ye’s fingers drummed lightly on the sheath of his long blade. "We’ve long since run out of options."

"The Terminal’s already changed the rules once. There’s no guarantee it won’t happen again in the coming decades," Mo Jiao sneered coldly. "In the apocalypse, survival is inherently about facing adversity."

"At least now, knowing the Terminal’s true nature, we can turn the tables to our advantage," Huaiqing adjusted his glasses with a gentle smile.

Que Zelian ruffled Xiao Jinsheng’s hair, his soothing voice filled with reassurance. "Continuing the competition is a decision we Beast Husbands have made collectively. You don’t need to bear any pressure or burden."

If the rebellion failed, the outcome they’d face would be annihilation at the hands of the Terminal.

In the face of death, some might reflect on this initial decision, regret resisting, and think they should’ve chosen a life of safety and cowardice, where at least they’d remain alive.

If the final outcome of rebellion against the Terminal was indeed death...

As Xiao Jinsheng’s Beast Husbands, the seven men respected her choice but were unwilling to leave the decision that risked death entirely in her hands.

Since they had decided to continue competing, even if the worst outcome awaited them, all the consequences of those decisions should be borne solely by them.

"I am the head of this family." Xiao Jinsheng tilted her chin slightly, her voice firm. "No matter how much you say, it doesn’t count. Whether we continue the competition or withdraw now, the decision is mine to make."

"And since these two choices are before me, creating hesitation within me, it means I’ve already found my answer deep down, knowing whether I’ve truly decided on the former or the latter."

"Giving up is easy; facing fear is hard. If I’m hesitating now, it means my ultimate inclination is to confront the challenge head-on."

"We’ll continue competing. I won’t withdraw." As Xiao Jinsheng spoke, she extended her hand to the group. "Who’s willing to stand with me?"

"We’ll stand together."

"Step into the game."

"Burn our bridges."

"Fearless in life and death."

"Unrepentant, even in death."

"Steadfast and unwavering."

"One day, we’ll see the light beyond the fog."

"Me too."

Starting with Yu Yunxiao, the Beast Husbands extended their hands one by one, stacking them together.

Just as morale surged, a soot-stained hand reached out to join the pile.

Everyone turned to look at the owner of the hand, only to see Xuan Jiu tilt his chin. "Me too, didn’t you hear me?"

Xiao Jinsheng: ...

"You’re not part of our family. Why are you butting in?" Yu Yunxiao reminded him.

"The atmosphere’s already here. If I don’t chime in, wouldn’t I seem out of place?" Xuan Jiu explained.

"He’s the opposite of you, so considerate of boundaries," Mo Jiao remarked, glancing coldly at Chen Yunji, who stayed silent on the side.

"He’s blind; he can’t see where we are." Xuan Jiu remarked as he stepped over, dragged Chen Yunji over, grabbed his sleeve, and forced his hand onto the pile. "Come on, your turn to say something."

At that moment, nine pairs of eyes stared at Chen Yunji.

Instead of complying, Chen Yunji withdrew his hand and turned to Xiao Jinsheng, reminding her, "You should leave now."

Whether they withdrew from the competition or stayed on Cloud Island...

Xiao Jinsheng and her group couldn’t remain on this snowy mountain much longer.

The Bamboo Courtyard belonged to Chen Yunji. As the current host, his words to see them off made it clear Xiao Jinsheng had no intentions to linger.

Once they left Li’s Domain, Xiao Jinsheng bade farewell to Xuan Jiu.

"We haven’t even eaten the Beggar’s Chicken yet." Seeing Xiao Jinsheng about to leave, Xuan Jiu felt a strange pang.

Obviously, this female was strong-willed and a bit difficult to get along with.

They’d only known each other for a little over a day, yet he actually felt somewhat reluctant to part from her?

Xuan Jiu chalked it up to the fact that the Beggar’s Chicken wasn’t ready, leaving him unsatisfied that he hadn’t proven himself the Culinary God to Xiao Jinsheng.

"It’s getting late. We need to hurry and complete our tasks," Xiao Jinsheng apologized.

"Fine, I’ll see you down the mountain," Xuan Jiu muttered softly.

"No need. We’ll take her ourselves," Su Ye’s golden eyes were cold and sharp.

Xiao Jinsheng didn’t intervene. Xuan Jiu stood at the Bamboo Courtyard’s entrance, watching her leave with her companions.

"They’re gone. Just close the door," Chen Yunji said coldly as he passed through the corridor.

"What’s wrong with letting someone stay a while? The Beggar’s Chicken I’m roasting is almost done," Xuan Jiu argued.

Chen Yunji’s aura was frosty as he retorted in a low voice, "Do you think it’s safe here?"

They were trapped on the snowy mountain by the Terminal.

If Xiao Jinsheng and her group had decided to step into the game and continue competing, staying on the snowy mountain would only put them in greater danger.

While the Terminal’s thought process differed from humans, lacking the logic humans adhered to...

If the Terminal discovered Xiao Jinsheng and her companions harbored rebellion, it might choose to eliminate them immediately.

The best-case scenario would be confining Xiao Jinsheng’s entire group on the snowy mountain alongside them.

After all, the Mist Continent itself was an Apocalypse World.

The sudden disappearance of an entire family wouldn’t strike anyone as strange.

Once Xiao Jinsheng and her group left the snowy mountain, they entered the Space.

The journey, estimated to take ten days, was initially thought to require at least two days to reach them at the fastest.

Yet the men pushed themselves to the limit, taking merely a day and a half to arrive.

Even in the Bamboo Courtyard, Xiao Jinsheng had noticed the fatigue they were trying to hide.

"The competition’s end is still a long way off. Go get some rest now," Xiao Jinsheng urged them as soon as they entered the Space.

Yet none of the seven men moved.

"Aren’t you tired? Go rest already," Xiao Jinsheng asked in confusion.

"Together," Li extended his hand directly in invitation.

Similarly, the other six men stared at Xiao Jinsheng with piercing intensity.

They were waiting for her decision. And if she refused, they were prepared to stir up trouble.

After all, this was the interim during a scheduled pause.

Faced with such a perilous invitation, Xiao Jinsheng chuckled softly, then retrieved a bundle of rolled-up paper slips from her room.

"You’re all familiar with drawing lots. Let’s see who gets number one." Xiao Jinsheng held out the slips for the seven men.

"That’s so you," Mo Jiao sneered coldly but was the quickest to reach out.