Chapter Five Hundred Thirty
With so many people, with so many guns and cannons, a concentrated artillery assault would ensure that even if he could escape, Song Yi definitely would not be able to. Even with a magic artifact, its defensive capabilities were limited. The magic artifacts he could currently refine were not high-level; blocking bullets was already the limit, they definitely could not withstand cannon fire.
This time, he really miscalculated.
He fully understood what was meant by 'a knife hanging over the head at the mention of lust.'
If he hadn't fooled around with Lan Wan'er here, and had left earlier with Song Yi, there would have been no trouble at all.
Because he had dallied with Lan Wan'er here for too long, that snake-skinned man managed to bring reinforcements.