Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Doesn’t Want to Become a Night City Legend

Chapter 240 The Checks and Balances of the Board of Directors
Hahahaha!!! ————

Laughter continued unabated.

The old man's hearty laughter was mixed with a bit of noisy annoyance.

"Angers, what have you been laughing about since just now!"

In a secluded corner of Kassel College, hidden from even satellite detection, lies the secret chamber of the Board of Trustees.

Here, unusually, the five figures did not arrive via optical projection; at the principal's request, they all physically moved to Kassel.

Meanwhile, Angers sat alone at the far end of the conference table, his legs propped up on the surface, smiling quietly, as if waiting for something.

This situation has been going on for a long time.

From the perspective of the board of directors, Angers' sudden call to a meeting without mentioning any relevant topics, coupled with Angers himself sitting there smiling at them, was absurd.

It's absolutely bizarre.

"If you're trying to plead for your student, there's no need. Everything will be answered at the hearing." The speaker was a man whose face was obscured; he was also the head of one of the most powerful ancient dragon-slaying families.

However, after saying that, he also glanced subtly at the blond figure beside him.

Frost, head of the Gattuso family.

The man remained silent, which was very unusual. Usually, this guy and Angers were at odds, and he would always be the first to speak up and argue.

But now, when faced with the topic of [Lu Mingfei], he has acted out of character and has not offered many opinions.

It is said that the next head of the Gattuso family, that rebellious teenager, intends to take over the Gattuso family, and his attitude is clearly closer to Lu Mingfei.

This also makes it even more necessary for other board members to push for this hearing to take place.

Although Lu Mingfei's actions had a significant impact, they knew there was nothing they could do about it. They cared more about the future than what had already happened.

In other words, how to divide the big cake of [Lu Mingfei].

The approaches are divided into two categories: "appeasement" and "resistance followed by appeasement."

If the former lets him go like this, then the Gattuso family, or rather Caesar Gattuso, will inevitably gain Lu Mingfei's favor. In their eyes, this would be like handing over a huge piece of the pie to the Gattuso family.

This could very well affect the balance of power between them to some extent.

Although these aristocratic families look down on ordinary S-class individuals, Lu Mingfei is clearly already close enough to catch their eye.

Therefore, the best solution is to force the Gattuso family to also be villains, to resist Lu Mingfei together, and to suppress his existence. First, sever the bond between Lu Mingfei and Caesar, and then let the major families compete for supremacy based on their own strengths.

The conversation revolved entirely around a power struggle; this is the school board, this is the hybrid society of today.

Such ugliness, yet it is also perfectly justified.

But faced with this attitude, Angers, who usually gives a forced smile, would then threaten them with various languages.

Although they were very unhappy, everyone tolerated this mixed-race representative and repeatedly balanced their interests until both sides were barely satisfied.

But Angers is not responding at all.

The more this is the case, the more nervous people become.

No one dares to underestimate Angers.

An uncharacteristic attitude will only plunge them into an endless vortex of suspicion.

Frost's unusual behavior only fueled their further suspicions.

"Frost, say something."

Finally, one of the family heads couldn't help but directly name names.

"You've been silent since just now. Are you afraid of a conflict of interest with Lu Mingfei? If so, just say it." Using seemingly provocative language to speculate, the family head thought Frost would immediately refute him to uphold the dignity of the Gattuso family.

But what happened next was something he hadn't expected.

"Didn't you feel it?"

Frost finally spoke.

But his voice was lower and hoarser than usual.

He looked up, and his usually neatly styled hair now had a few strands sticking up at his temples, making him look disheveled and downcast.

"No, it's normal that you don't feel anything, after all, you are different from me, you didn't come down from the front lines."

"?"

Doubts arose in the minds of the patriarchs, but they looked at each other, unable to understand the reason for Frost's posture.

But they weren't stupid; they quickly realized the 'difference' between themselves and Frost.

Frost, this Gattuso representative, is not actually the 'current head of the family'; he is the literal representative. The correct Gattuso patriarch should be his brother, Caesar Gattuso's father—Pompey Gattuso.

Frost was forced to attend these meetings simply because the man was obsessed with women and wandered around the world.

Frost himself was actually a half-blood who fought on the front lines in his early years. He was actually the 'former warrior' who knew the situation on the front lines best, except for Angers. He just had to pretend to be a businessman again and again for the sake of his family's interests.

but.
Pretense is ultimately just pretense.

When his instincts screamed, he could no longer deceive himself. "Where...am I?"

Surprisingly, Frost's back teeth began to chatter, making an unpleasant clicking sound as if he were in an ice cellar rather than a secret room in Kassel.

"Frost! What are you talking about?!"

That fear infected the other family heads, and their expressions finally turned grim.

—Although it's sudden, are you familiar with pantomime?

Representing a wall in an empty space is a common performance technique in pantomime. Through the physical movements of a skilled actor, people can see things that should not be there.

And Frost was the best pantomime actor at that moment.

"Where...where exactly?" He hugged his shoulders with both hands, his fingertips dragging the clothes that weren't very stretchy, the veins on the back of his hands bulging, and you could even faintly hear the sound of the clothes tearing.

His face, which should have been rugged, was now showing signs of blood vessels bulging at his temples, and his whole body was trembling.

An inexplicable chill was eroding their reason, and this performance was dragging the other family heads into the abyss as well.

until--

"Frost, what are you talking about?"

Angers, sitting calmly on his post, smiled gently and spoke to Frost.

"Mingfei, hasn't he been in his room the whole time?"

"!!!"

Frost's body suddenly jolted, and then, as if summoned from afar, he abruptly looked up at the ceiling!
"There! Is it there?!"

At that moment, all the patriarchs, who had been consumed by fear, suddenly looked up.

Then I saw it.

The boy, holding a long sword, stood upside down on the ceiling, quietly looking at them.

The 'rebel' being judged by the family head present.

An evil hybrid.

Uchiha. No, wait!

Lu Mingfei!
Her hair slid downwards due to gravity, but her golden eyes shone brightly in the dark room, exuding an undeniable presence like the Sharingan.

With such a clear goal, why have they ignored it until now?

Was it because he suddenly appeared?

No, I don't know why.

It's the subconscious.

Like a high school girl with long, straight black hair who has awakened the ability to see ghosts in the everyday world, seeing a terrifying Cthulhu monster in her mirror—in that instant, a subconscious thought, undetectable even to herself, is warning them—

Pretend you don't know that it exists.

But at this moment, the subconscious can no longer deceive itself.

"Please be careful with it!"

The personal guards of each family head immediately stepped forward! They leaped up suddenly!

As expected, in such important occasions as the Five Kage Summit, the patriarch would select sufficiently capable mixed-race individuals as guards.

Upon discovering Lu Mingfei, their first action was to subdue him.

however--

[Whoosh————————]

The delayed sound of the knife cutting finally came.

All the hybrids who jumped up at the same time were all ranked S-level in modern terms, but Lu Mingfei didn't make any move. He just slightly raised his arm, and then an invisible blade of light was pulled out.

In that slash that cut across the space, his body was completely unable to move.

But then, it fell.

boom!!----

Immediately, they were all smashed into various corners of the room.

Only then did the heads of the family suddenly push back the swivel chairs behind them, trying to get up and hide, but the next moment...

*Swish swish swish swish!* —! —! —!

White blades were created and fell like a rain of swords, grazing their bodies and immobilizing them like mounds of earth.

The board of directors remained completely inactive.

(End of this chapter)