Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 317 009. Negotiation (Part 1)

The congressmen remained silent for a long time.

At a time like this, saying anything seems somewhat inappropriate.

The indignation of being treated like a monkey? The horror of narrowly escaping death? Or a celebration that is not what it seems?

It doesn't matter.

They know all too well that for an incompetent person to live a long life, all they need to do is play their role well.

Those who pose no threat can naturally escape unscathed.

Some warmongers, however, showed expressions of "I see," excitedly clenching their fists and cracking their knuckles.

Those key members of the meeting who did not win through combat remained silent, keeping their eyes closed and their minds in check.

"Gentlemen, I have already assigned the next tasks to the Executive Department in batches. They will accompany you back to your respective states, counties, and cities to share known intelligence and assist you in investigating possible hideouts of the organization. If necessary, they also have the capability to wipe out the enemy's manpower."

Behind Wu Xiang, the group of assassins living in the shadows spread out in a formation like geese, appearing in everyone's sight. Behind them were human figures, blending into the darkness, with the only light coming from the cold, eerie gaze in their eyes.

Just being stared at by them made everyone feel uneasy, as if they were being targeted by a pack of wolves, and they couldn't help but think of a scene of wolves pouncing on their prey.

Gray predators come in waves, almost instantly overwhelming their prey, biting their throats, tracheas, tearing off arms, and even probing their internal organs with their claws.

The wolf pack leader, that kind-looking old man next door, could not change the fact that he was a cold-blooded predator.

"If there's nothing else, that's all for today. Everyone can take the underground elevator to the private passage. The area below has been cleared. The Alden Building has been destroyed. Next, we will retreat back to the Imperial City. It's time to reopen that City of Eternal Night, which was once a glorious symbol of our race."

The crowd nodded hesitantly, and one by one, people bowed ninety degrees according to the etiquette of the He family, bidding farewell to the military minister.

Cracks appeared in the old man's aura, then bloomed like a lotus flower. As the red karmic fire spread, everyone slowly began to see the outside world clearly.

Despite being mentally prepared, they were still shocked by the raging fire.

Half of the damaged wall was broken, and the steel bars inside were pulled out, resembling withered claws in the thick black smoke, tearing open hideous scars on the wall.

Black smoke and red flames became the dominant colors of the entire building.

The fire alarm beeped, and the splashing water billowed up into a large cloud of white steam.

Although the fire burned fiercely, it dared not approach them even slightly, like a loyal servant carefully making way for the guests.

The Minister of Literature remained silent throughout, glancing sideways, and didn't care whether the person the Minister of War killed was a radical or a conservative.

The two seem to have reached some kind of consensus that there is no distinction between conservative and radical factions in today's conflict.

"Except for those I mentioned earlier, everyone, please return now."

Kato Ren waved his folding fan, his voice gentle, yet clear and distinct amidst the crackling flames.

As everyone left the conference hall, they discovered that the central elevator was functioning normally.

How come the bombardment with gunpowder didn't affect the power system?

This must be thanks to the old man's precise control over the flames.

A chill ran through everyone.

If the flames engulfing the entire building are under his control, it means that no one is currently out of the old man's sight.

The one who truly controls the entire White Walker situation!

Before the Night Emperor's resurrection, he was the undisputed uncrowned king of this kingdom.

……

There were only a few people left in the conference hall, and even Ling tactfully closed the door and left.

The fire still raged, and the sound of cement and stone collapsing echoed in their ears, but the people in the hall fell into a brief silence.

Wu Xiang, Wen Xiang, Chi Xinghuang.

And the Red Star Mountain, which stood respectfully in place from beginning to end.

He was dressed in a suit, his hair neatly styled and impeccably groomed. Despite his humble expression and low posture, one could sense the indifference in his eyes. Even in a completely disadvantaged position, facing the superior Kato Ren, he remained unfazed.

Like a tiger that has been suppressed by a dragon, it retains its inherent arrogance.

Wu Xiang looked at the silent father and sighed, "Luan Jun is a good child."

“Even good children make mistakes, Lord Wu, there’s no need to speak up for him.” The square-faced man spoke meticulously, his expression neither joyful nor sorrowful.

"Moreover, here, there are no fathers and sons, only enemies and foes."

Akira Akahoshi said.

He glanced at Akashiro for the first time and said calmly, "As an opponent, you are not qualified at all. Why didn't you make a move against me on my way to Ukyoto?"

Chi Xingluan stared at his father, whose face was stern and whose speech was measured and articulate. For some reason, he suddenly felt like laughing.

He no longer restrained his expression; his cheek muscles tightened, revealing a carefree smile.

He recalled Akira sitting silently on the tatami mat before he set off, without uttering a word. Though the man had a touch of melancholy, beneath his loose robes still lay a burning heart.

Akira Akahoshi's words from that time are still vivid in my mind.

Is it trying to entice me to do it?
Chi Xingluan's heart suddenly felt much lighter, and he said jokingly:

"Mr. Akahoshi, you went to so much trouble to keep me here, not to tell me these trivial family matters, right?"

Wen Xiang, who had been relatively unnoticed until now, suddenly said, "I don't like listening to your nonsense either, but the fact that you dare to stay makes me look at you in a different light."

Wu Xiang chuckled and smoothed things over: "Of course, Luan Jun is the one I've set my sights on."

"If he weren't the organization's third leader, he probably wouldn't have caught the eye of Lord Wu Xiang, would he?"

"Red Star Mountain said."

"That's not necessarily true. I remember when you were little, I went to visit Huang. Back then, you were already as obedient and docile as you are now. You were already on the old man's list of successors."

The skinny old man said with a grin.

Even with Chi Xingluan's good temperament, he still couldn't help but move slightly.

He laughed too:
“It is an honor, but why? I have no fighting skills, and my only bodyguard was left in the underground tunnel. I'm afraid he is probably in grave danger now.”

"It's very simple."

Wu Xiang said with a smile, "I have never seen a five-year-old child so obedient, nodding and carrying out orders without hesitation, opinion, or objection. He never disagrees with anything he does, just like a machine. You can only say that being too inhuman is sometimes not a good thing. Do you understand what this represents? It's a mindset, and it's also ambition."

“I have been watching you for twenty years, yet you are just like an ordinary superior nobleman. The more lukewarm you are, the more I can feel that beneath the surface of an iceberg, an unfathomable cold stone is rapidly taking shape, and if you are left unchecked, you will eventually grow to a level that I need to look at on equal terms with.”

Kato Ren's wrinkles around his eyes lessened as his smile faded, revealing scrutinizing eyes that pierced Akahira Ryū like a hawk.

(End of this chapter)