Questioning Life

Xiao Zetian looked at Su Li's determined gaze and sighed, "You, such a delicate woman, how can you be so bold? Well then, I'll stay by your side to protect you."

Su Li nodded, and Xiao Zetian ordered someone to open the cage holding the wolf.

Everyone realized the general's wife was serious—she was really going to let the wolf out and use that mysterious little gadget in her hand to kill it?

All eyes widened as they stared at the scene on the stage.

As soon as the cage was opened, the wolf burst out, its green eyes warily sizing up the crowd, as if weighing whether to hunt or flee.

Su Li calmly picked up a pistol, not giving the wolf much time to think.

She raised the gun, aimed, and fired—smooth and decisive, all in one go!

With a bang, blood suddenly burst from the wolf's head, as if it had been struck by something incredibly powerful!

The male wolf wasn't dead yet; it howled on the spot, its cry long and piercing!

Everyone instinctively turned to look at Su Li, their attention fixed on the strange smoking weapon in her hand.

So the thing that struck the wolf with such force was actually that gadget in the general's wife's hand!?

What on earth was it? No one could see clearly what had hit the wolf, but it was astonishingly powerful!

Seeing the wolf still alive, Su Li calmly set down the pistol, picked up another, aimed at the wolf's head, and fired again.

This time, everyone saw it clearly—it really was the strange weapon in the general's wife's hand.

As for the male wolf, after being shot in the head a second time, it collapsed instantly, dead on the spot!

All three thousand soldiers were stunned—everyone knew just how hard it was to kill a wolf.

A wolf's skull is incredibly tough—they say it's got a bronze head, iron bones, and a tofu waist.

Even a strong man swinging a broadsword at a wolf's head wouldn't necessarily break its skull.

But with the weapon in the general's wife's hand, the first shot had clearly cracked the wolf's skull, and the second finished it off.

More importantly, from start to finish, the general's wife hadn't moved a single step—she just stood there, a delicate woman, and effortlessly killed a strong male wolf from a distance.

The three thousand soldiers were silent. In that moment, most of their doubts and distrust about the new weapon vanished. No wonder the general had chosen them to learn how to use it—if even women and children could kill wolves with it, how powerful must it be?

Su Li looked at the silent soldiers, smiled, raised her gun, and said, "Gentlemen, let me ask you—if you had broadswords and I had a pistol, do you think you could survive against me?"

It was that old soldier again, who instinctively blurted out, "I, I..."

He stammered for ages but couldn't get the words out. With a weapon this uncanny, even a fierce wolf couldn't withstand it—so how could mere flesh and blood stand a chance?

The old soldier's confidence faded, and he shook his head. "I... I can't. The general's wife's weapon shoots far and fast, and we can't even see its trajectory. There's no way to dodge it. With just my broadsword, I'd be dead before I got close."

Once the old soldier admitted defeat, the others realized there was no shame in it, and one after another, they all agreed—there was no way to dodge it, death was certain.

Everyone looked thoroughly dejected. After years of honing their skills, they never imagined they’d lose to a woman—how could this not make them question their very existence?