Free Web NovelChapter 773: Chapter 313: Let’s Grow Bigger and Stronger, and Achieve Glory Once More!
"She is the reincarnated body of Nvba, or perhaps, she is the vessel that carries the power of Nvba in this era, Jiang Wei. This information is valuable enough, isn’t it?"
Boom!
Zhang Shu felt a chill rush from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, instantly freezing all his rage.
Fang Qingyu!
Jiang Wei!
Hong Qitian!
The reincarnated body of Nvba!
The terrifying implications behind each name and the overwhelming waves they implicate were enough to make him, the Chief of Internal Affairs of the Lingxiao Association, feel suffocated.
No wonder!
No wonder the Thunder God’s combat power is so incredible.
No wonder he dares to act recklessly.
He has the backing.
Hong Qitian, that old god of death...
In Zhang Shu’s mind, a vision of Hong Qitian, the unrivaled presence with one sword, emerged.
And Nvba...
Matters involving the reincarnation of ancient deities are the most troublesome.
Zhang Shu heavily slumped back into the wide leather chair.
His back was instantly soaked in cold sweat.
"Manager Zhang?" The voice on the phone carried a hint of probing, "Is there anything else you need? As a friendly reminder for the twenty million, it seems the City Lord also favors Fang Qingyu now, so it’s best not to provoke him!~"
The call ended.
Only a busy tone was left in the receiver.
Zhang Shu held the receiver, not putting it down for a long time.
The expression on his face was as though a dye shop had opened, turning blue and red, finally settling into a deathly gray gloom.
He took heavy breaths, forcing himself to calm down.
The only path to survival now...
Is to understand why Fang Qingyu is so hostile towards the Lingxiao Association.
To find a way to quell his anger.
No matter the cost.
He abruptly pressed the button on the desk phone, his voice hoarse but carrying an indisputable order:
"Someone come!"
The office door silently slid open.
Two Tier Three Peak Martial Saints with stable auras and keen eyes stepped in quickly.
They had evidently been waiting outside for a long time, and their eyes showed a hint of suspicion as they looked at the mess and the manager’s pallid face.
"Boss."
The two bowed.
"Listen!" Zhang Shu’s voice was resolute, carrying a desperate resolve, "First, Bao and Little Fourteen... they’ve all been taken down. The one who killed them is Fang Qingyu from the Federation! He’s that Thunder God."
"Hiss—!"
The two Tier Three Peaks simultaneously took a sharp breath.
Fang Qingyu!
This name is known not only in the Federation.
He’s also infamous in the City of Injustice.
"Second." Zhang Shu’s gaze swept over the two like a hawk’s, "I want you to find out at any cost which of our subordinate links, which fool, provoked Fang Qingyu!"
His voice suddenly rose, carrying irrepressible anger: "Did they accidentally harm his people? Or did they meddle in things they shouldn’t have? Or... did he take interest in something of ours? Dig three feet deep to find out the cause!"
"Third." He paused, his gaze becoming exceedingly solemn, "Utilize all our dark lines in the Gray Rock District, don’t hesitate to expose them! Find out where Fang Qingyu is staying now! Find a way, we must find a way to contact him! Express the apologies of our Lingxiao Association and... our sincerity for negotiation! Lower our stance! Tell him, as long as he’s willing to talk, the terms... are up to him."
The last four words were almost squeezed out of Zhang Shu’s back teeth.
"Yes, boss!"
The two Tier Three Peaks felt a chill in their hearts, not daring to delay for a moment, and immediately took the order and left.
The heavy office door closed once again.
Silence enveloped the room once more.
Zhang Shu, as if drained of all strength, leaned heavily on the cold chair back.
He slowly turned the chair, facing the brightly lit city sprawling outside the floor-to-ceiling window like a crouching steel beast.
The City of Injustice...
This steel island floating above the Ice Sea.
The Lingxiao Association has been rooted here for decades, deeply entrenched.
But at this moment.
One person can press them to the point where they struggle to breathe.
He stared at his own exhausted and gloomy reflection in the glass, his lips moving soundlessly a few times, finally turning into an almost inaudible sigh:
"Fang Qingyu... I hope... you don’t go too far..."
"When cornered... even a rabbit will bite..."
...
Gray Rock District, Cyan Dragon Gang’s base.
Inside a five-story cement dormitory building.
The atmosphere was somewhat subtle.
"Fang Qingyu" sat on a chair against the wall, with a hint of laziness as if he had just awoken on his face.
Wei Banmeng stood opposite him, reporting clearly in a cool voice:
"... A total of one hundred and thirty-seven people have all been placed in the safe house provided by Chairman Yan. They have food, water, and basic medical supplies, and there is no immediate danger to their lives."
"However..."
She paused, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"Their emotions are generally very downcast, their eyes vacant, and they react sluggishly to the outside world. A few of them even keep curling up in the corner, refusing to eat..."
Qi Hao and Lv Chen stood aside, their expressions grave.
Jiang Wei quietly stood by the window, her clear red eyes gazing out at the grayish night.
At this moment.
Creak—
The room door opened.
The real Fang Qingyu entered.
He still carried a hint of the night wind’s coolness and a faint smell of gunpowder.
"Qingzi!"
Qi Hao and Lv Chen immediately went up, their eyes filled with concern.
Wei Banmeng also stopped her report.
The "Fang Qingyu" who was sitting in the chair slowly stood up, the laziness on his face instantly disappearing, and his eyes becoming calm and reserved.
Two Fang Qingyus.
Height, build, appearance, demeanor...
Not a bit different!
Standing together, like two sides of a mirror.
If you hadn’t seen it with your own eyes, you would never be able to tell them apart.
"It’s fine now."
Fang Qingyu nodded slightly to everyone.
His gaze then fell onto Wei Banmeng.
