Chapter 7423
Eliminate Xiao Chen within a Week
Meanwhile, in the capital, at the highest level of the New Martial Arts Association headquarters.
Qin Shanhe stood with his hands behind his back in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, his figure as upright as a pine tree. He listened to Qian Ren's entire report on the Western Region without saying a word.
The deputy, Qian Ren, stood to the side with his head bowed, fine beads of cold sweat beading on his forehead. His back was already soaked with sweat, and he dared not even breathe. He knew his superior's temperament all too well…
In the past, when a subordinate failed to perform his duties effectively, Qin Shanhe immediately stripped him of his cultivation and expelled him from the New Martial Arts Association, demonstrating his ruthless and merciless methods.
Within the New Martial Arts Association, many secretly referred to Qin Shanhe as the "Living Yama," whose power and strength were enough to decide the life and death of countless people with a single word.
The indoor air was so stagnant it was suffocating; every second felt like an eternity.
After a long pause, Qin Shanhe finally spoke slowly, his voice calm and even, yet carrying a chilling aura: "In other words, Xiao Chen is still alive."
"Yes..." Qian Ren's voice was tense, his back was already soaked with cold sweat, and the air around him seemed to carry a chilling edge, making him clearly smell the oppressive atmosphere of an impending storm.
Qin Shanhe slowly turned around, his gaze like a poisoned blade, fixed on Qian Ren: "You brought so many elites, yet you can't even take down a mere brat?"
“In the past two weeks, no fewer than twenty people from the New Martial Arts Association have fallen at his hands! Every single one of them has to do with him! If this continues, will he trample even me, the association president, under his feet one day?”
His voice was low and hoarse, each word carrying a chilling coldness. The temperature in the living room plummeted, and even the lights seemed to be shrouded in a cold mist.
"President, you jest! How could that kid compare to you? You are like the bright moon in the sky, while he is nothing more than a firefly in the grass..." Qian Ren hurriedly spoke up to flatter, trying to defuse the anger.
Before he could finish speaking, a sharp palm strike suddenly swept past! Qian Ren felt a burning pain on his cheek, and the wind howled in his ears. He was so shocked by the palm strike that he staggered and almost fell over.
"Stop giving me that nonsense!" Qin Shanhe roared, his tone full of impatience and violence. "If you can't even handle a mere brat, what use are you bunch of good-for-nothings to me!"
"Right now, the lower branches are all laughing at headquarters, mocking our New Martial Arts Association for not being able to control even a junior!"
"If Xiao Chen were to one day set foot in the capital, would the whole world think that I, Qin Shanhe, am also an incompetent person who can be easily manipulated?"
"Thump!" Qian Ren's legs went weak, and he knelt heavily on the ground, his forehead pressed tightly against the ground, his voice trembling with sobs: "Your subordinate is incompetent and is willing to accept any punishment from the chairman!"
Qin Shanhe snorted coldly, his tone icy and piercing: "What's the use of punishing you? As the inspector of the Western Region, you should be the one to clean up this mess!"
“Xiao Chen’s identity is special. After the last operation failed, his superiors have already sent a message, and the warning was very clear…”
"It's impossible to take action against him openly now. You can only try to eliminate him secretly, and you must not use the official power of the New Martial Arts Association, lest you give others a reason to criticize you."
Qian Ren's mind raced, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He quickly looked up and said:
"President, we don't necessarily need to take action ourselves to get rid of Xiao Chen! I have a good relationship with the leader of the Blood Demon Society in the capital. It's safer to leave the killing to these professional assassins."
"The Blood Demon Society headquarters is full of experts; taking Xiao Chen's life should be a piece of cake!"
"If things don't go well, I can try to get the Blood Demon Society's chief assassin involved. If he takes action, Xiao Chen will have absolutely no chance of survival!"
A hint of interest flashed in Qin Shanhe's eyes as he lightly tapped the table with his fingertips. "I've heard that the chief's demands are extremely high, and money can't sway him." "Others might not be able to persuade him, but with my relationship with the Blood Demon Society's leader, I might be able to make this happen!" Qian Ren quickly patted his chest and assured him, "President, just wait for good news, and I will certainly not fail you!"
Qin Shanhe stepped forward and patted Qian Ren's shoulder heavily, so hard that Qian Ren almost groaned. But his tone was full of expectation: "Good! If this succeeds, I will reward you handsomely and promote you to a position at headquarters!"
Qian Ren was overjoyed and immediately kowtowed to express his gratitude: "Thank you, Chairman! I promise that I will bring you Xiao Chen's head within a week!"
……
The next morning, the first rays of sunlight streamed into the villa through the window lattice.
Xiao Chen slowly opened his eyes from meditation, a flash of light passing through his eyes. His divine energy flowed smoothly within his body, and his injuries had been completely healed.
The first thing he did after getting up was to go to the guest room next door... He had settled Wu Feifei here last night, and although he knew that the girl was very capable, he couldn't help but miss her.
This girl is impulsive and straightforward. She may seem carefree, but she's not a bad person at heart.
When Xiao Chen reached the door, he saw that it was ajar. He pushed it gently and found the room empty, with only a faint trace of spiritual energy remaining, indicating that the person had been gone for a long time.
"Gone?" Xiao Chen murmured softly, his gaze sweeping across the room. Suddenly, he noticed a line of deeply carved characters on the wooden table by the window, clearly left with finger pressure:
"Xiao Chen, I'm leaving. I miss my senior sister, but I dare not see her. If you see her, tell her... never return to the Spirit Realm."
The edges of the engraving trembled slightly, as if the person who carved the words was troubled. Xiao Chen sighed softly. Wu Feifei was so afraid even when the Spirit Realm was mentioned, which showed what terrifying existence was hidden there.
However, his current strength is still far behind that of the experts in the Spirit Realm, so he must become stronger much faster!
He glanced at his watch; there was still half an hour until his appointment with Li Changcun for noon. Without further delay, Xiao Chen turned and went downstairs to leave.
……
Yunlan International Hotel, Western Region.
At 11:55 a.m., a black sedan quietly stopped in front of the hotel.
Xiao Chen stepped out of the car, his posture upright like a pine tree, his aura restrained yet exuding an intimidating pressure. He walked straight into the hotel, followed the signs to room 1234, and pushed open the door.
The private room was elegantly furnished, with a mahogany round table in the center. Li Changcun stood with his back to the door, wearing a gray Chinese-style stand-up collar shirt. The fabric was smooth, which made his figure appear even more upright.
Simply by standing still, it exudes a solemn and imposing aura, making people feel awe and fear.
Hearing the commotion, Li Changcun did not turn around immediately. His voice came calmly, with an undeniable arrogance: "You are five minutes late. Anyone else would already be a cold corpse by now."
Xiao Chen slammed the door shut behind him, sneered, and stared at his retreating figure with a sharp, piercing gaze: "Enough nonsense. Where is Jiang Meng, the wife of the God of War?"
Li Changcun slowly turned around, his gaze sharp as lightning, looking Xiao Chen up and down, a hint of inquiry and amusement flashing in his eyes: "Your personality is exactly the same as your War God King's, so direct that it's annoying."
"I have no other relationship with you. I'm only here to ask you about this matter." Xiao Chen's tone was calm, but a faint murderous aura was already emanating from him; his patience was slowly wearing thin. (End of Chapter)