Free Web NovelChapter 1025: Chapter 400: Killing the Chicken to Scare the Monkey
"Alright, this battle can end now."
Piers wanted to stop this pointless fight after his subordinate was killed. However, the Eight Great Clans hadn’t arrived yet, so he had to grit his teeth and push through.
Now, the Eight Great Clans have arrived, and another subordinate was killed in front of them, a result Piers found hard to accept. Not because he cared about losing a Class A Martial Artist, as it was merely an injection issue.
What did you say?
Easily turns into a combat-obsessed idiot?
For the DE Organization, it’s actually ideal—weapon masters who only know how to fight are perfect for them.
Piers genuinely cared about the humiliation in front of the Eight Great Clans. He could blame previous deaths on Zhang Beixing, as losing to him wasn’t shameful; he’s like a moving Death God to the Western World now.
But dying at the hands of an ordinary team member, especially a female one who looks...well...so cute.
This is a blow to the organization’s dignity.
Although the Eight Great Clans rely on the DE Organization to maintain balance, it’s mutual. If the clans lose "trust" in the organization, it’ll be a huge loss for DE.
A lot of funding currently comes from the Eight Great Clans.
"No."
Zhang Beixing’s deep voice resonated, drawing everyone’s attention. No one could ignore his opinion.
The bodyguards of the Eight Great Clans’ representatives instinctively reached for their weapons. Of course, these small actions couldn’t escape Zhang Beixing’s attention, but he simply didn’t care.
After all, hot weapons have almost no impact on Zhang Beixing.
"Since we said we would determine victory, we must see it through."
"Oh? Aren’t you worried your subordinates might die?"
A burly man spoke up, representing the Locke Clan with his usual aggressive style.
But this time, he’d chosen the wrong opponent.
"I’m not worried about that."
Zhang Beixing chuckled confidently.
"Do you truly believe in your team’s strength that much?"
The Locke Clan representative pressed on.
"Not only do I believe in their strength, but I also believe in mine. If I can lead them out, I can bring them back safely."
As he spoke, a sharp aura emanated from Zhang Beixing, affecting even those in battle.
"What if I insist on ending this confrontation?"
Piers was genuinely angry; the Eight Great Clans were present, thinking Zhang Beixing wouldn’t dare to kill him in front of them.
Though Zhang Beixing’s strength is evident, international repercussions are a factor. This is why Piers used the organization’s emblem to invite the representatives.
"Then you might as well be a chicken."
Zhang Beixing seemed to say something nonsensical, baffling the Western audience.
But Leng Bing and Su Yan understood immediately.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Beixing would say such words in a serious setting, causing them to chuckle.
Alright, even fools could realize Zhang Beixing’s statement wasn’t friendly.
Piers slammed the table, and a shadow moved.
The Eight Great Clans representatives saw a flash of light as the Federation Clan elder placed an amber piece he’d been fiddling with on the table.
"Now that there are no outsiders, perhaps we can have a proper discussion."
No outsiders?
The Federation elder’s words made the other seven clan representatives ponder. But none of them were fools; they quickly grasped his implication.
But could they really act now? Despite being representatives, they aren’t the true decision-makers.
Unlike the Federation Clan elder, who is the actual decision-maker and can represent the clan’s intentions.
"Each clan can make their own choice; I’m just following my heart."
The Federation Clan elder smiled faintly at the other representatives.
Just then, the representatives felt even more troubled. Aligning with Zhang Beixing might earn them a decent spot in his eyes.
But choosing later might seem opportunistic. Currently, the eight clans’ seven have no standing compared to the Federation Clan in Zhang Beixing’s eyes.
"You’re aware of my stance; as long as you’re not affiliated with the organization, I won’t interfere with your normal lives."
Zhang Beixing spread his hands, smiled slightly—his exaggerated words were true. The seven clan representatives acknowledged this.
Even during the European period, Zhang Beixing clarified that his targets were solely the organization.
"Your country’s enterprises have significant presence here. If they’re interested, they can collaborate with the Federation Clan—some partnerships might be especially appealing!"
