Dwarf Tie Wu disagreed.
"Old Qin, relax," he said indifferently.
"The damage to Heavenly Eye happens every day. Even if the staff of this shabby little building were to investigate, they would find that the final recording from Deep Sea shows nothing unusual. It’s just a common accident; no one will care about a few drones crashing. Besides, I am in charge of the mission in Da Du, it has nothing to do with you. I will solve the dispute over the bill in my own way."
Old Qin’s expression gradually returned to calm, and he did not continue.
"Lord Jiu wants me to kill Lu Nanzhi... But right below is Chen San’s office. Killing him would surely settle the matter of the bill more thoroughly, wouldn’t it?" Tie Wu regretfully said. "Killing a woman really sounds rather dull."
"There’s always a Titled Transcendent by Chen San’s side."
The lean man reminded softly, "It’s Gu Zhi, who retired from the North Continent Fortress ten years ago, also known as [Shuang Chuan]. You’ve probably heard of this Titled’s name. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse... Although his strength has declined, he is still Titled."
Tie Wu narrowed his eyes and licked his lips, saying softly with a smile, "Of course, I’ve heard of [Shuang Chuan]... But that old bone is nearly falling apart, right? Can he still fight?"
Old Qin didn’t give him face and said coldly, "Without using the token, he could kill you easily."
Tie Wu wasn’t the least bit embarrassed.
He laughed honestly, "Yes... without using the token, I wouldn’t dare to challenge a Titled. But who makes us ’Angel Envoys’?"
"Defying the orders of Lord Divine, whether or not the power of the badge token could be used, that’s another matter," said Old Qin calmly.
Old Qin continued, "Lord Jiu wants you to kill Lu Nanzhi, you’d better obey the divine decree."
"Alright, alright, alright," Tie Wu said with a helpless face, raising his hands in surrender. "I know I have to obey the divine decree... I have served Lord Jiu for many years and have never done anything to defy his will. My previous words were merely spoken in passing."
"I wanted to make it clear to you in advance, the Lord I serve only instructed me to oversee the passing of the bill from the shadows. So from today onwards, whatever you do... has nothing to do with me," said Old Qin. "I am only responsible for confirming that the bill has passed when I leave Da Du. Do you understand what I mean?"
Although both were Angel Envoys and had traveled together from Central Continent to Da Du, the "Divine Throne" they served was not the same.
But their embraced purpose was consistent.
Under the blessing of the highest seat, they turned Da Du into a chessboard.
"Understood, understood," Tie Wu’s ears almost grew calluses. He sighed softly, "I’ll handle the killing... You don’t have to lift a finger."
"Yes, I won’t make a move," said Old Qin, standing on the rooftop of the building, overlooking the ground where several people had gathered around the wreckage of the fallen drone. He spoke very softly, "Even if you get killed."
At the top floor of Huazhi Building, in front of Cui Zhongcheng’s office, a knocking sound emerged.
The secretary spoke softly, "Mr. Xiao Cui... someone outside wishes to see you."
Due to the sudden change in the bill, all of Huazhi had become very busy. The countdown to Lu Nanzhi taking over as alternative congressman was underway, the negotiations at Freedom Hall had not been effective, and now Huazhi was preparing to implement the final sanctions against her.
To ensure sufficient pressure was applied to force Lu Nanzhi to change her mind, simply freezing assets and permissions was not enough... After all, the latter had already hidden herself in the old mansion in Lion Alley, and taking over the alternative congressman’s seat had become a sure thing. It was evident that Lu Nanzhi was ready to give up all ties with Huazhi and join South Bay’s camp.
"No appointment, no meeting."
Cui Zhongcheng was talking to a significant person... he didn’t even lift his head.
Everyone was clear that the sanctions Huazhi could think of were unlikely to change anything... To have Lu Nanzhi cast the decisive vote, conventional methods were just a waste of time.
But the old man did not want to tear his face.
The office door was knocked again.
Cui Zhongcheng furrowed his brow, set down the communication device but did not hang up.
This time, without a query, the door was pushed open, and a man in a floating coat slowly drifted in. He circled twice in the air like a ghost before gradually landing on the sofa, finding a comfortable position, and lazily sitting down.
"From Central Continent," Tie Wu extended a hand, lazily supporting his chin, and spoke softly, "Cui Zhongcheng, right?... I’ve heard your name. Don’t worry, I am just here to have a chat with you."
The door was slightly ajar.
Cui Zhongcheng had a grim look as he glanced at his secretary lying unconscious on the floor.
From Central Continent... Such boldness, such rampant behavior, his identity was almost self-evident.
"Is this an attitude for a chat?" Mr. Xiao Cui pushed up his monocle and spoke coldly.
"Don’t worry, it’s just ordinary hypnotism, she won’t be hurt... At this juncture, to meet with you, a busy man like yourself, I scarcely have any other options," Tie Wu smiled indifferently and spoke warmly, "According to the agreement initially made by the Zhao Family, the matter of the bill wasn’t supposed to be this troublesome, even to the point of casting a huge doubt on whether it might pass or not."