At the mention of the Holy City, Zu Huanyao's face changed from red to green, and then to black.
But the strange thing was that his aggressive momentum was weakening. Although he was still cold to the bone, it was not as strong as before.
"Get out, all of you," Zu Huanyao said to the people around him after taking a deep breath.
"We can execute him. Even if the people in our country ask about it, he insulted you in public …"
"Get out! Do I have to repeat myself?" Zu Huanyao said angrily.
Seeing that Zu Huanyao was angry, the others hurriedly packed up the documents in their hands, turned around, and left the conference hall.
For a moment, only Mofan and Zu Huanyao were left in the large white conference hall. Although the old man's face was wrinkled, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle in the desert, sharp and aggressive.
Mo Fan's stomach was already filled with anger. He was not going to be courteous to these so-called superiors.
There were some things that, once you saw through, there was nothing to be afraid of!
"I know why you are here. Sit down and listen to me. Why did you rush in like a bag of explosives? Are you playing a terrorist? Who are you going to blow yourself up with?" Zu Huanyao pointed at the chair in front of Mofan and swallowed his anger.
Mofan was a little surprised that this old man could still stay calm after being pointed at his nose and scolded like that.
But it seemed that this kind of person had seen all kinds of storms.
"I just want to know who did it. By the way, did you collude with those bastards? "Mo Fan was straightforward with his questions.
Whether it was an enemy or a friend, it was a matter of one sentence. Mofan did not want to play any tricks with anyone at the moment.
He was making a list. Whoever was on the list had to die, no matter what position or identity they held!
Mofan was not here to investigate the case, nor to play any tricks. There was a limit to his patience. Some things did not allow the slightest compromise. If someone like Feng Zhoulong was murdered, he could comfort himself in his heart: This was the world. Then what was the difference between him and those who murdered Feng Zhoulong?
If you kneel on the ground for too long, your knees will take root and you will never be able to stand up again.
His first conflict with the Asia Magic Association was at the Cloud Cliff. Mofan had no choice but to leave when he was faced with a bunch of people who had killed countless children.
In the Sacred City, they could only watch helplessly.
And this time, Feng Zhoulong died …
Mo Fan would not back down any further. Even if the Holy Judgment Court labeled him as a wicked person, Mo Fan would still seek justice for Feng Zhoulong!
He was here to execute him.
Execute everyone related to Feng Zhoulong!
"I'm not in charge of the Guangzhou Magic Association in the first place. Feng Zhoulong didn't tell me anything during the application process, probably because he didn't think I had a good reputation. So, don't come running to me to vent your anger. Anyway, it's my responsibility to let our country lose such a great man, "Zu Huanyao said.
"Who is the mastermind?" Mofan asked.
"The rumor is that it's Salan. Most people think the Black Vatican is behind the shocking case to stop the revolution of Magic, but I don't think it's that simple, "Zu Huanyao said.
Zu Huanyao knew a lot of things, including the teacher-student relationship between Mofan and Zhan Kong. He felt a little guilty when he saw Mofan.
"I'm not retarded. I know what Salan is capable of better than any organization," Mofan grinned coldly.
"Feng Zhoulong had a female student with him when he came to Dubai," Zu Huanyao took out a photo and handed it to Mofan.
Mofan had come to Zu Huanyao's place to find Sharjah.
Zu Huanyao was a Councilman here, so he must have some informants. Mofan was new to the place, so he had no idea what was going on. He needed to find out more about Sharjah from Zu Huanyao.
"I want all the clues you can find about her," Mofan said.
Zu Huanyao took a deep breath and snapped, "Who do you think I am? Don't forget that you are still accused of insulting the leader!"
"Enough with the nonsense. Chairman Shao Zheng asked me to look for you. He told me that you won't side with anyone when it comes to the bigger picture. I know everyone has their own identities and concerns, so you have to consider the bigger picture. You can't just lay your cards on the table and fall out with someone, so I'm in charge of it! "Mofan said.
"I've been looking for Feng Zhoulong's student. That's all I have for now. Some of the authorities in the UAE are involved," Zu Huanyao handed the information to Mofan.
Mofan received the information.
"Whatever you do has nothing to do with us," Zu Huanyao reminded him.
"I know."
"Don't expect us to save you, either. You might be going up against someone at the top of the Magic Pyramid," Zu Huanyao reminded him.
"I'm not counting on it."
…
Mofan left. Zu Huanyao sat in his chair and stared out of the window for a long time. His eyes were filled with confusion.
"Am I really that old? I'm still thinking about how to reconcile after being bullied to this extent?" Zu Huanyao murmured to himself, "Why is he still sitting here as if nothing has happened when the enemy is already so arrogant …"
Even Mofan knew what Feng Zhoulong meant. How could Zu Huanyao not know what Feng Zhoulong would bring to the country and the world?
Zu Huanyao wasn't particularly surprised that he was dead. What surprised him was that even so, he didn't feel much of a ripple in his heart.
Zu Huanyao was starting to feel disgusted by his calmness.
However, he could only continue to feel disgusted while trying to blend in.
…
Mofan walked out of the Mage Tower. A woman in black silk with a scarf covering her face was walking toward him.
Mofan stepped aside, and the woman did the same.
Mofan moved to the other side, and the woman did the same.
"I'm not in the mood," Mofan said impatiently.
"I'm in the mood." The woman winked at Mofan. Her eyebrows were long, and her eyes were as green as a lake. She was seductive in her tranquility!
Mofan didn't realize who the woman was until he heard her voice.
The woman pulled Mofan to a secluded place and took off her veil.
Mofan took a look. It was indeed her.
Her face was devastatingly beautiful, charming and holy at the same time. She had the sacredness of a goddess that could not be tarnished, and her entire body was filled with devilish temptation.
"Why are you fighting alone again?" Asha'ria asked.
"Yes." Mofan nodded. This time, however, they were fighting alone.
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