“...Okay.” Emerald smiled lightly but was sighing in her mind. They were in a critical stage to win the battle. If the princess had any knowledge about war, she should arrange for those Kung Fu fighters to prepare for the defense on the ground and evacuate the citizens. But instead, the princess was thinking about her body. Although she owned thirty blood hawks, she seemed to have no military talent. She was not human. What kind of monster was she? This planet was not planet Earth, either. Were Yearwood and the others pets she had dragged from the Earth? “I’m going to overhaul the blood hawks, and I’ll come back soon.” The princess stood up and walked to the gate, smiling. “I believe you guys won’t stop until then.” After a while, a tall man walked into the Cheetah against the light.The gate slowly closed, blocking all the other people from the outside. Yearwood lifted her head and looked at Emerald quietly.” Miss Wilson, did the princess do anything to you?” Emerald shook her head. Yearwood paused and said, “What kind of monster is the princess? You know more than I do. Do you know why her personality suddenly changed, and she owned planes?” “I don’t know,” Emerald said. “But I’m sure she isn’t human.” Yearwood was shocked, with agony in his eyes, “Is the Tang Dynasty doomed to be destroyed?” “Can you help me get out of here?” Emerald asked. Yearwood took a gun from his sleeve and gave it to her. When his rough finger touched her palm, he suddenly moved away as if he had touched a hot iron. He couldn’t help groaning in a low voice.“You...” Yearwood blushed as he continued in a muffled voice. “Don’t worry about me. I’m just a little bit...My subordinates will send the signal soon. They will tie the princess and her guards down, and then you can run away.” Emerald didn’t respond, just nodded silently. “Maybe you don’t need to attack them head-on because I’m afraid that she still has some other secret tricks. If I’m right, the mercenaries will soon be back on the ground, and you don’t need to resist them. The mercenaries will punish her.” It seemed that Yearwood didn’t even listen to her words. His hands suddenly grabbed her slender shoulders, his face lifted, covered in sweat. His resolute and calm eyes were now cloudy. Was he.... Emerald was silent. The princess knew Yearwood’s personality. Did she use some tricks to force Yearwood to have sex with her? If she really did, then she was quite like the princess she claimed to have died. She pushed Yearwood immediately away and opened the cabinet beside her, where she took out a bottle of water and poured it directly over his head. “Do you feel better now?” Emerald stared at his wet face. He turned around in embarrassment but kept silent. It was noisy outside the cabin. They could hear footsteps and sounds of fighting and crash. Obviously, a fierce battle was going on outside. The princess didn’t come back as soon as she said, and they didn’t hear the signal as promised either. As time went by, Yearwood breathed more heavily. He clenched his fist and then loosened his hands as if he badly wanted to do something but repressed himself at the same time. Suddenly his face changed as he spat blood on the wall of the cabin with a puff. “What’s going on?” Emerald held him with concern. Yearwood pushed her away abruptly, leaning against the wall. Although his face turned red, he seemed pale and weak. “My Soul and blood can be disordered faster because I learned Kung Fu.” He looked at Emerald, breathing heavily. “If I try to hurt you, just kill me with your secret weapon.” His body seemed to be extremely stiff, contrary to him being magnanimous and free as he used to be as the master of the Kung Fu clan. He spat out another mouthful of blood. Emerald saw him covered by sweat and blue veins standing out on his forehead. His big hands moved downwards out of control but then stopped in midair. Emerald could only turn around. “You...just ignored me.” She said, “I can’t see or hear anything.” The man behind her went silent, but his heavy breath gave away the torture he was going through. Emerald stood quietly, with her right hand on the trigger.Then there came the swishy sound, and Emerald heard some regular moves. His moves were powerful, and his breath was faster and faster following his moves. It was the first time that Emerald heard a sound like this, and she felt almost as if the Cheetah became sensual from sounds behind her. However, she slowly calmed herself down after her heart had been beating fast for a while. She respected this upright man, who must be feeling filthy from what he was doing right now, but his actions were the reason why Emerald respected him. After a profound groan, he tried desperately to oppress, there was a sudden silence in the Cheetah. Emerald felt some relief and asked lightly. “Are you alright now?” His voice was dry and low with a hint of embarrassment and lust, “Not yet.” Another seminar scene started. As the master of the Kung Fu clan, Yearwood’s body was powerful and strong, and his moves and breath were fiercer than the first time. Emerald felt her face boiling hot, even though she had no desire. She suddenly realized that this was terrible because Yearwood seemed to let go of himself after crossing the line for the first time. Maybe ejaculating had made his desire even stronger than before. Emerald smelt a heavy smell of Yearwood’s physical surrendering. Her hands were sweating, and she started to be scared. Why hadn’t Yearwood’s subordinates sent the signal? If they lost, the psycho princess would come in and watch Yearwood and her fighting against each other, but Yearwood seemed to indulge himself in his desire now..... Maybe Patrick would come to save her. Even though they had lost just now, they would rest and reorganize to fight back if Emerald knew him well enough. It was obvious that the blood hawks could only dominate the sky no matter how good they were. If Patrick ordered the Cheetahs to leap to the near ground to attack the blood hawks and the ground soldiers, there would be no time for the blood hawks to react. This was their inherent advantage in landing combat.