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Chapter 2205: Chapter 2206: King, What If You Died?

Ye Xunhuan didn’t speak immediately, instead his gaze swept back and forth over the King.

After scanning the King a few times, he finally opened his mouth and said slowly, "Will you tell me?"

"Of course!" The King stared at Ye Xunhuan with a half-smile and said, "But it’s still early. I want you to guess."

"I’ve never been able to figure out what a schemer like you is thinking."

Hearing Ye Xunhuan indirectly calling him black-hearted, the King didn’t get angry. He smiled calmly and said, "You’ll guess, because you also want to hear my answer."

Ye Xunhuan once more pulled out a cigarette, lit it for himself, took a drag and said, "You want those people in the shadows protecting me to make a move..."

"I was just praising you for being smart, how come you’ve turned stupid again?" The King directly cut Ye Xunhuan off and said, "Their existence doesn’t really matter much to me."

"Ye Xunhuan, the Guardians of the Nation have been around for a hundred years. You can imagine for yourself what kind of foundation they’ve built up in that time." The King said blandly, "Take the Qin family for example—hasn’t even been a hundred years, and their power is already deeply entrenched, tangled up with the interests of countless people. Let alone the Guardians of the Nation, that kind of behemoth even more exalted than the Qin family. With the heritage they can bring out, do you think those two or three people behind you could even make a splash?"

"Or rather, have you really never thought about why the Guardians of the Nation can sit on top of every other force, to the point where the West practically has to form an alliance just to work up the courage to go to war with us?"

Ye Xunhuan fell silent.

The King wasn’t wrong. The foundation of the Guardians of the Nation was absolutely beyond ordinary imagination; after all, they’d existed for a hundred years.

How strong the heritage accumulated over a century really was... aside from their leaders, there probably weren’t many people who truly knew, who truly understood.

After a brief silence, Ye Xunhuan spoke again: "You want me to run abroad."

"Are you really stupid or just pretending?" The King shook his head with a smile and said, "You know better than I do how many forces overseas want you dead."

"And do you think I’d just sit back and watch a piece I’ve painstakingly set on the board flee overseas?" The King stared at Ye Xunhuan and said, "Or do you think that once you get abroad, you’ll actually be safe?"

"Ye Xunhuan, when we want someone dead, forget you—even if it’s the Pope of the Holy See, we can wipe him out without anyone ever knowing."

"Besides, once I issue an order, you tell me—among the forces overseas, who’s going to protect you? And when I send people over to take your life, how many of them do you think will jump at the chance to kick you while you’re down?"

Ye Xunhuan had absolutely no idea what he should say.

Right now, Ye Xunhuan looked like he was basking in infinite glory, the overlord of the underground world, and nearly the strongest overlord at that. But Ye Xunhuan himself knew full well just how many people were watching him, wanting to see him make a fool of himself, wanting to see him hunted by the Guardians of the Nation like a stray dog. He also didn’t know how many of them were just waiting to see him fall from the altar straight into hell.

Ye Xunhuan slowly let out a heavy breath from his mouth. "Then what exactly are you getting at..."

"Your chance to stay alive isn’t overseas. It’s here, in this country. And it’s on one person."

"Who?" Ye Xunhuan asked immediately.

"Qin Rumeng." The King practically spat the name out one word at a time.

"My aunt?" A look of doubt slowly surfaced on Ye Xunhuan’s face.

"That’s right, your little aunt."

The next second, Ye Xunhuan laughed, and it was a very mocking laugh. "King, your brain hasn’t short-circuited, has it? My aunt is just an ordinary person. At most she can stir up some wind and rain in the business world. How could she possibly..."

Before Ye Xunhuan could finish, the King cut him off again. "Ye Xunhuan, you’re underestimating your aunt far too much."

"In Huaxia, there really aren’t many people who can do anything to your aunt. Even me—honestly speaking, I can’t touch her. Even if she stood right in front of me, pointing at my nose and cursing me out, I’d have to just take it."

As he spoke, the King let out a slight sigh, his face full of helplessness.

The expression on Ye Xunhuan’s face instantly became wonderfully colorful.

This was something Ye Xunhuan had never imagined. The King actually had no way to deal with Qin Rumeng, and even if Qin Rumeng cursed him out, he’d have to listen.

Was his aunt really that badass?

Why had he never noticed?

"Your aunt might be an ordinary person, but she’s got something very good in her hands—something even I can’t help wanting," the King said with open envy.

"What?"

"It’s something her grandfather and parents traded their lives for," the King said softly. "Same sort of thing as the Token in your hand, but the one she has is even more powerful than yours."

"Hers doesn’t just save her life; it also obligates the Guardians of the Nation to do one thing for her. As long as it doesn’t shake the foundations of the country, doesn’t touch the core of the Guardians of the Nation, and doesn’t violate morality and the like, anything goes."

"Let me put it this way: as long as Qin Rumeng uses that thing to state one request, no matter if it’s going up a mountain of blades or down into a sea of fire, the Guardians of the Nation have to carry it out—and I’m included in that."

A bold guess immediately surfaced in Ye Xunhuan’s mind. His eyes slowly narrowed, his face turning extremely dark. "King, that’s your real goal, isn’t it?"

"That’s right." The King spoke softly. "With Xun Wanli dead, all your trump cards are going to end up in my hands."

"I’m taking Qin Rumeng’s ace as well. And given how much Qin Rumeng cares about you, she’s definitely going to use that thing when the time comes." The King said heavily, "Once that item is gone, Ye Xunhuan, we can kill you however we like."

"By then, there’ll be no one left who can save you, and you’ll have no cards left to play. Even if Qin Rumeng cares about you, even if some people give her face for her grandfather’s and parents’ sake, you still won’t escape punishment."

"At that time, the Taiji Seal and the White-Hair Taixuan Sutra will all end up in my hands as well."

As he spoke, the King slowly extended his right hand and made a grasping motion in front of Ye Xunhuan, as if everything would end up clenched in his fist.

"Ye Xunhuan, you don’t have much time left. Enjoy these last happy moments while you can."

The King slowly stood up. "Once you’ve played all your cards, I’ll be able to deal with you however I want."

"By then, no one will be able to stop me. No one will be able to stand in my way."

With that, the King lifted his foot and walked straight out.

Watching the King’s back, Ye Xunhuan’s expression began to shift between gloomy and uncertain.

The next moment, a dark, vicious glint flashed in Ye Xunhuan’s eyes, followed by a sword-sharp killing intent.

"King, what if you die today?"