Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

Chapter 384 Zhenhua Defects to the Federation, the Federal Speaker Takes Personal Action
Upon hearing that Yun Ming was willing to personally greet him and use his own prestige to protect him, Zhen Hua's last trace of hesitation was instantly overwhelmed by emotion and a sense of loyalty to a friend.

"Alright, thank you Your Majesty Yunming. Zhenhua... will depart immediately."

Zhenhua's voice trembled slightly with excitement.

Communication hang up.

Mu Ye, who was standing to the side, was already jumping up and down in anxiety, and grabbed Zhen Hua's arm:

"Are you crazy? You really agreed? Do you know what going to Shrek City means? You're completely putting yourself on the opposite side of the Federation! Emperor Xu will never let you get away with this!"

Looking at his anxious old friend, Zhenhua's eyes flashed with a mixture of determination and apology. He forcefully pried Mu Ye's hands away and said in a deep voice:

“Muye, I appreciate your kindness. But the path ahead is my own choice. You... don’t follow me anymore, it will be very dangerous.”

"Why...why are you doing this?! Just for that so-called respect and friendship? Is it worth it?!" Makino roared in anguish.

Zhenhua didn't answer, but just looked deeply at Muye, then resolutely turned around and strode out of the office without even packing anything else.

He only has one thought now.

Head to Shrek City as fast as you can!

Shortly after Zhenhua left Tiandou City.

Mingdu, Federal Parliament Building, Speaker's Office.

A councilor in a black uniform stood respectfully before the desk, reporting in a low voice to Xu Tiandi, who was reviewing documents:

"Speaker, the target, Master Craftsman Zhenhua, has escaped the pre-set monitoring range. Based on energy trajectory tracking, his direction of travel... is pointing towards Shrek City."

Xu Tiandi, whose expression was originally refined and serene, paused slightly while holding the electronic pen.

He slowly raised his head, and the gentle smile on his handsome face receded like the tide, instantly covered by a layer of cold gloom.

He leaned back gently in his chair, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the table, making a heart-stopping tinkling sound.

A few seconds later, he suddenly chuckled softly, a laugh devoid of any warmth.

"Hehe...that's fine too."

He slowly stood up, picked up the old-fashioned cane that had been leaning against the table, and carefully wiped the dark blue gem at the top of the cane with a handkerchief.

"Stubborn and unyielding, he is courting death."

"In that case..."

His voice was calm and even, yet it contained a chilling decisiveness.

"Let me personally take action and eliminate this troublesome element."

"A master craftsman, a master craftsman, haha, does he really think that Douluo Star would be short of a master craftsman like him?"

“There are so many people with forging talent, whether it’s Gu Chenyu, Xiong Jun from the Soul Beast faction… or Mu Chen, there are all kinds.”

"In our Sun and Moon Federation, whoever we want to become a Divine Craftsman can become a Divine Craftsman!"

"Since Zhenhua doesn't want it, then let him have his way."

As he spoke, he gripped the cane, which seemed more decorative than practical, took a step, and his figure vanished silently from the office, disappearing as if into the shadows. Only his cold, lingering voice seemed to still echo slowly in the air.

……

On the desolate highway leading from Tiandou City to Shrek City, a disguised private soul-guided car is speeding at full speed.

Zhenhua gripped the steering wheel tightly, his eyes scanning the surroundings and the rearview mirror warily, his nerves on edge.

He dared not take the usual routes and planned to change his mode of transportation every so often in an attempt to escape the ubiquitous federal surveillance network.

However, just when he thought he was temporarily safe and drove into a relatively remote section of road, the scene ahead made his blood run cold instantly.

In the very center of the road, a figure had quietly appeared, seemingly out of nowhere.

The man was dressed in the impeccable uniform of the Supreme Speaker of the Federation, his long black hair fluttering gently in the breeze, and his antique cane tapping the ground casually in his hand.

His face was expressionless; he simply stood there quietly, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

It was none other than the top leader of the Federation, the Speaker of the Federation Council, Xu Tiandi!
He just stood there, without making any interception move, silently watching Zhenhua's soul-guided car rush towards him at extremely high speed, a faint, chilling smile even curving his lips.

"Emperor Xu Tian!!!"

Zhenhua's pupils constricted sharply, and his heart nearly leaped out of his chest.

After the extreme fear, a kind of madness of giving up and despairing everything surged into my heart.

Now that relations have been completely broken and the other party has come to intercept us personally, there is no room for maneuver!
A fierce glint flashed in Zhenhua's eyes. Instead of stepping on the brakes, he frantically poured his soul power into the engine. The soul-guided car roared and its speed soared again, like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins, crashing hard and straight into Xu Tiandi, who was standing in the middle of the road.

He was trying to fight for his life with this crazy impact!
Faced with this violent impact that could turn steel into scrap metal, Xu Tiandi simply raised his empty left hand slowly.

He did not use his martial spirit or his soul skills.

It was just an invisible and intangible, yet terrifying soul power containing absolute destructive force, which instantly coalesced in front of him like the most resilient barrier.

The specially reinforced soul-guided car of Zhenhua, upon contact with that invisible barrier, was like a toy car being squeezed by an invisible giant hand. It couldn't even withstand it for a second, instantly twisting, deforming, compressing, and then exploding with a bang.

It turned into a giant fireball and scattered parts everywhere!

The immense impact hurled Zhenhua directly from the cockpit, sending him crashing heavily to the ground some distance away. His clothes were torn, he had multiple abrasions, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, looking utterly disheveled.

Xu Tiandi slowly emerged from the flames and smoke of the explosion, his steps unhurried, as if he were merely taking a stroll.

He walked up to Zhenhua, who was struggling to get up, and looked down at him with a cold gaze devoid of any human emotion.

"Zhenhua." Emperor Xu's voice was calm, yet carried a chilling edge. "Has our Federation ever treated the Divine Craftsmen unfairly in the slightest?"

"Whether it's you or your predecessors, the Federation has spent a huge amount of resources to build you up from level 91 to level 99 quasi-gods!"

"The rare and precious materials consumed in this process could have nurtured countless Title Douluos. And what about you?"

His tone carried a hint of sarcasm:
"Yet you're willing to betray the Federation and become a dog for that declining Shrek Academy? What a joke!"

At this point, Emperor Xu couldn't help but chuckle, his laughter filled with disdain and mockery.

Seeing Zhenhua still gritting his teeth and crawling forward despite his injuries, trying to get away from him, Xu Tiandi's eyes flashed with a cold light, and his ancient cane suddenly thrust out.

(End of this chapter)