[Bonus chapter for 200 golden tickets]
Dyon watched as this massive hand careened toward him. There seemed to be no more tricks left. In the face of absolute power, what use was there in a 19-year-old struggling?
However, this was when an unexpected benefit of Heaven's Blessing was noticed by Dyon. His movements were still severely limited by the ancestor, he could still speak.
"Haven't you thought of one other thing?" Dyon said offhandedly, as though he didn't care about his own life or death.
The ancestor frowned. Did he truly miss something?
"And just what is that?" The ancestor asked. He was well aware of how much time he had left and stalling for time was an impossibility. He wouldn't have paused if this was truly his last moments.
"Well, for one, there were two wives kneeling before me, but now there's only one."
The eyes of the ancestor bulged as he looked Dyon.
