In the conference room of Luming Hall, there was dead silence.
Not only Nan Nan and his subordinates behind him, but even the other participants widened their eyes in shock. They couldn't help but feel a chill at the back of their heads.
It was as if they had seen someone drive a car and rob the food reserves of the Yizhou Giant Panda Base …
Daitengu almost exclaimed, "What a guy."
Originally, he thought that he would be able to see a battle of words today, but he didn't expect that Huai Shi would skip all the steps and quickly go to the full liquidation.
Moreover, he wanted Luming Hall to do it personally and kill their own people to give Huai Shi the job!
Could there be such an operation?
This was no longer a face-saving output, but a direct loss of power and humiliation of the country.
If Nan Nan dared to nod, not to mention the others, the people below would probably start singing 'Miluo Abyss', and his whole family might be punished by the heavens.
For a moment, he froze, and his action of lowering his head to admit defeat stopped.
And Huai Shi seemed to have noticed the eyes behind Nan Nan that were about to spit out flames of anger. He nodded in understanding, "Indeed, it's a little too merciless to let Mr. Nan kill his own subordinates …"
"Please be magnanimous."
Nan Nan's expression twitched violently. He lowered his head stiffly and squeezed out a forced smile to curry favor. Asking for a sky-high price and returning the money. A moment of humiliation was nothing. As long as the matter could be wiped away, it was easy to talk about.
"That's not impossible."
Huai Shi glanced at the old man who lowered his head and told him, "But, you have to express your apology, Mr. Nan Nan. You're being so humble, I thought I did something wrong … "
"…"
Nan Nan lowered his head and stiffened for a long time before he said with difficulty, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault!"
And Huai Shi didn't seem to hear it.
He just turned around in confusion and looked at the people around him, "I don't know much. Is this how the people of Yingzhou apologize? Why is it different from what I heard … "
Dead silence, a long dead silence.
Nan Nan seemed to have been petrified. The veins on the back of his hands bulged out as he grabbed the robe on his knees tightly. After a long time, he slowly got up and knelt on the ground amidst the grief and indignation of his subordinates.
He closed his eyes.
His hands on the ground and his head lowered.
His seat.
"Please, forgive me."
In this meeting room, only the sound of teacups falling to the ground was so ear-piercing.
All the participants glanced at each other in dismay. They didn't expect that they would be able to witness such a miraculous scene. Even the Daitengu's mouth was dripping with wine. He had lived for so long, but he had never seen anything like this before …
Under the sunlight outside the window, Huai Shi sat on a chair and looked down at the figure kneeling and apologizing.
There was no smugness or mockery.
Calm as always.
He merely nodded.
"Very well. Since you know your mistake, I don't need to say anything else." He pressed on Nan Nan's shoulder and comforted him, "Just follow the traditions of Yingzhou."
As he spoke, he reached behind him.
Yuan Yuan stepped forward and handed over the gift brought by Huai Shi.
It was a slender wooden box with elegant workmanship and exquisite decoration. When it was opened, it revealed the brocade inside and a saber forged by Huai Shi himself.
It was specially selected from the Danbo Smelting Factory's special alchemy steel, inlaid with gold and jade. The pure white shark skin was spotless.
Indeed, it was the best choice for traveling and giving gifts to friends and family.
At this moment, it was delivered to Nan Nan who was in a daze.
Huai Shi gave an order.
"— Let's perform a C-section, Mr. Nan Nan."
The silence was broken. Someone slammed the table in anger and stood up, wanting to rebuke. But when Huai Shi raised his head and looked over, he was instantly frozen by that cold gaze.
It wasn't malevolent or angry. It was just calm, like a dark abyss, reflecting the trembling souls in the room, causing the words he wanted to say to freeze.
He froze on the spot and didn't dare to move.
"What's the matter?"
Huai Shi asked. "Is there a problem?"
No one replied.
Ever since he stepped into this meeting room, the killing intent that had been brewing in his heart was no longer concealed. His gaze was filled with disdain, warning everyone who dared to interrupt him.
Whoever moved would die!
Since he came here today, someone had to die. If not, could it be that he came here to put on an act and teach others the meaning of mercy?
He had already finished explaining the meaning.
Now, it was time to settle the score!
Even if it was a fraction, a millimeter, a tiny bit …
Huai Shi lowered his head and looked down at the opponent under his feet. He reminded him coldly, "Lord Nan Nan, it's time to show the strength of a warrior. Don't disappoint people!"
"I … I …"
Nan Nan stared blankly at the knife in front of him. His lips were trembling, and it was difficult for him to make a sound.
He wanted to ask if Huai Shi was crazy. Did he want to start a war? But when he saw that pair of eyes, he understood the answer.
This group of lunatics didn't leave any leeway at all!
And they wouldn't give him any other choice …
Either he died here today, or the two sides would start a full-scale war.
But when he turned his head around in a daze and looked behind him, he found that there was silence. There was no voice, and no one stood up to defend him.
There was only a cold gaze from the deepest part of the Luming Hall.
He finally came to a realization and smiled bitterly.
Now that things had come to this, what else could he say?
Other than this, what other way could he prevent the Yingzhou genealogy from triggering this unjust war? What other way could he protect his family?
He closed his eyes, stretched out his hand, and took the knife in Huai Shi's hand. He pulled the knife out of the sheath.
The bright blade reflected on the decaying face. He bit it between his teeth. Then, he tore open his clothes with both hands, revealing his chest and abdomen.
Sitting upright.
The sound of the blade piercing down was so low that it made everyone's eyelids twitch wildly. Accompanied by the sound of a horizontal cut, a viscous liquid flowed out.
"Come!"
Nan Nan straightened his body, raised his head, and glared at Huai Shi.
Huai Shi was indifferent and motionless. He just waved his hand.
Yuan Yuan walked out from behind him, pulled out a heavy sword, and stepped past. At the moment of passing by, there was a perfect arc of light in the air.
As if the world was moving, the majestic sound spread out from the sword.
The solemn iron light cut off the last shackles.
It illuminated his turbid eyes.
The fleeting light was so beautiful and soul-stirring.
"It's so beautiful …"
Nan Nan sighed softly. His old body crawled on the ground, and there was no more sound.
Only the blood spread silently.
There was dead silence.
Yuan Yuan's wrist moved slightly, shook off the blood, put the sword back into the sheath, and returned to the teacher's back.
Her work was done.
After a long time, in this silence, where only heavy breathing was left, Huai Shi waved his hand, brushed off the blood drops on his cuffs, and finally withdrew his gaze from the ground.
There was no wild laughter, no indifferent disdain.
Just calmness.
Looking back, he looked down at those dumbfounded or indignant expressions.
"Thank you for your misplaced love. You have put so many expectations on me that you shouldn't have. So much so that you always want to teach me some principles of how to deal with people … "
He said softly, "Maybe you think I'm the same as you, but in fact, I'm not the same as you. I never thought of playing games with you.
There are more important things in this world and more worthy work to complete. Unfortunately, you are not included in it. I hope you can take care of yourselves. "
"In the end, I wish you all a long time in the future."
Huai Shi got up, held his collar, and nodded politely to say goodbye, "I'll leave."
In this way, he stepped over the body on the ground, pushed the door open, and left.
The ancient, decaying door closed behind him like a clap of thunder.
Passing through the crowd gathered in front of the door and stepping down the steps, he was unimpeded all the way.
When the dark car disappeared at the end of the mountain, above the sky, the huge scope sign that covered the entire Luming Hall gradually became transparent and disappeared without a trace.
.
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In the same afternoon, in the rest area of the headquarters of the Astronomical Society in border London.
Under the dark clouds, it was drizzling.
"It's raining again. No matter how long it takes, I can't get used to such weather."
Russell sighed softly, withdrew his gaze from the window, pulled out a chair in the coffee shop, and said to the waiter, "Black tea, strong, and a tiramisu, thank you."
The waiter nodded and left.
On the other side of the table, the man reading the newspaper raised his eyes and looked over, "Mr. Russell, there are many empty tables here."
"It's okay to gather together. It's more lively, isn't it?"
Russell smiled, full of enthusiasm, but his gaze always fell on the other person's throat — the broken scar. "Mr. René, I always feel that we should improve our friendship to avoid some misunderstandings."
He paused for a moment, and his smile became mocking, "So that some people … won't ask for trouble."
René looked coldly at Russell for a moment, folded the newspaper in his hand, and just said, "If I were you, I would be prepared to face the inquiry, instead of coming here to show off. Yingzhou has already submitted serious protests and condemnations to the central decision-making room half an hour ago. "
"It doesn't matter. I also submitted it, and I was 15 minutes earlier than them."
Russell shrugged indifferently and scooped up a spoonful of dessert, "Moreover, there is also the Yingzhou Command Bureau's illegal operation first. The decision-making room will definitely give me an explanation … I hope you are also prepared to face the inquiry.
Sigh, when the time comes, do you think we should get together? Maybe we can copy each other's papers or something. Let me tell you, it's so fun … "
René frowned and looked at him coldly for a long time before slowly saying, "The matter of the Yingzhou branch was decided by my subordinates on their own. It has nothing to do with me."
"The point is, they are 'your' subordinates, right?"
Russell sighed softly, "You really live up to your Yingzhou surname, Minister René. Is it because of your bloodline, or is it a convergence of styles … When you are asked for instructions, you don't say a word and pretend to be profound. Then, you let your subordinates figure it out, and when something happens, you let them take the blame. This is really not a good habit. You should pay more attention."
"Isn't it more important to pay attention to that Disaster Sword of yours who has enemies everywhere?" René sneered and retorted sarcastically. "There will be no friends in everything you do, Russell."
"The Utopia never needs those kinds of useless friends. We only need their obedience."
Russell spread out his hands mockingly. "You see, this is the difference between us. You always want everyone to be harmonious, hold hands together, and live freely in a beautiful world … What kind of Thorny Ape is this? Is Assasi going overboard?
Mistakes will never be corrected by themselves. You always need to help in the middle … This way, the garbage will roll back to the trash can on its own.
I've only killed one person, and you're already screaming like chickens at the slaughterhouse. If necessary, I should kill more. Please don't think that we are a charity organization just because that kid Huai Shi is easy to talk to, okay? "
"You issued the Yellow Pages without approval, forced the Directorate to make a decision, broke into the headquarters of the Yingzhou branch, and forced an important minister to commit suicide … This has already affected the stability of the present state."
René reminded him coldly, "I hope you can understand the seriousness of the matter, Russell. The Directorate will not play house with you."
"As an educator, I have to say that this is really a thought-provoking story. It can be written into a textbook. It vividly tells us a truth."
Russell looked at him and said sympathetically, "If you do something wrong, you have to be punished."
"Are you threatening me?" René frowned.
"Of course not. It's just a friendly reminder." Russell shrugged. "After all, Danbo is there. We still need to get along harmoniously for a long time in the future."
"I hope so."
René picked up the coffee, drank it in one gulp, and waved to the waiter. "Bill, please."
"Please sign here, sir." The waiter brought the bill.
"Ah, let me do it."
Russell enthusiastically reached out and took the pen from René's hand. Then, smoothly, he stabbed it into his neck.
Poof.
There was a soft sound.
Amidst the waiter's ear-piercing scream, René widened his eyes and looked down with difficulty. He saw the pen that was stabbed into his neck and the hand holding the pen.
It was so stable.
Blood spurted out.
Then, there was a sharp pain!
"Just take it as a small lesson, Mr. René."
Russell let go of his hand, picked up the napkin, and carefully wiped the blood on his fingertips. "Let me think. If there is any truth in this story that needs to be remembered by children, it should be …"
He bent down and whispered in René's ear.
"— No one can f * cking touch my student. Don't even think about it!"
"Huff … Huff …"
René lay on the table, twitching with difficulty. But no matter how he called out, there was no healing light from the sky. It was as if he had been forgotten.
Except for the waiter who was paralyzed on the ground, no one else noticed!
He opened his mouth and wanted to shout, but he could only cough violently. He coughed up a large amount of blood on the pure white tablecloth. The coffee cup fell to the ground, and the sound of it breaking was so crisp.
As for Luo Su, he was just quietly looking down.
He let the convulsing hand continue to pull him. He watched as René suffocated in his own blood bit by bit. His face was expressionless.
After a long time, he slowly stretched out his hand, pulled out the pen, and casually threw it in front of René's eyes.
It was stained with blood.
The lie was dispelled. So, this messy corner finally returned to the coffee shop, causing a stunned look and shouts.
"Now —"
Russell handed over the bill. "You can pay the bill."
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