Chapter 1298 - 992: Paying the Bill

Chapter 1298: Chapter 992: Paying the Bill

The conference room in the Deer’s Sing Hall was filled with silence.

Not only was Mr. Nanbu and his subordinates behind him stunned, but even the other participants widened their eyes in shock, a chill involuntarily running down their spines.

It was like witnessing someone driving off after looting the food reserves of the Yi Zhou Giant Panda Base...

The Great Tengu was about to exclaim in amazement.

Originally, he thought he would see a battle of words and intrigue today, yet he didn’t expect Huai Shi to skip steps altogether, fast-forwarding to the complete confrontation.

Moreover, Huai Shi wanted the Deer’s Sing Hall to do their own dirty work, kill their own people for him!

Was there even such a way of doing things?

This was beyond mere humiliation; it directly trampled their dignity.

If Nanbu dared nod, it was feared that not just his people, but everyone below would start singing ’The Turbulent Waves of the Miluo River,’ potentially leading to the extermination of his entire family.

At that moment, he was caught in a dilemma, his previous action of lowering his head in submission freezing in place.

And Huai Shi, noticing the furious eyes almost ready to spew fire behind Nanbu, nodded understandingly: "Indeed, having Mr. Nanbu personally kill his subordinates would be too heartless..."

"Please, have mercy."

Nanbu’s expression twitched violently, as he awkwardly lowered his head, squeezing out a forced friendly smile. Asking for a high price initially, but settling for less eventually was not shameful; as long as the matter could be brushed aside, it was fine.

"This is not impossible."

Huai Shi gave a glance at the bowed old man, saying: "But, some apology should be in place, right, Mr. Nanbu? You’re being so accommodating; I almost thought I was at fault..."

"..."

Nanbu, keeping his head down, stiff for a long time, spoke with difficulty: "I’m sorry, it’s all my fault!"

And Huai Shi pretended not to hear.

He was only bewildered as he turned around to look at the people around him: "As far as I know, is Yingzhou’s apology like this? How come it’s different from what I heard..."

Deathly silence, an enduring deathly silence.

Nanbu appeared petrified, the veins on the back of his hand bulging as he gripped the hem of his robe tightly. After a long time, he slowly stood up, and amidst his subordinates’ cries of indignation, he kneeled onto the ground.

He closed his eyes.

Hands on the floor, head lowered.

Earth-like seat.

"Please, forgive me."

In this conference room, the sound of a teacup dropping onto the ground was the only noise, piercingly sharp.

All participants looked at each other, never had they imagined witnessing such a spectacle, even the Great Tengu’s wine dribbled out from the corner of his mouth. Such a scene, old as he was, he had never seen before...

In the sunlight outside the window, Huai Shi sat in his chair, looking down at the kneeling apologetic figure.

Without any gloating or mockery.

Calm as always.

Only nodding.

"Very well, since you admitted your guilt, I won’t need to say more." He pressed down on Nanbu’s shoulder, reassuringly, "Just follow Yingzhou’s tradition—"

Saying this, he reached out behind him.

Yuan Yuan stepped forward, presenting the gift Huai Shi brought.

A slender wooden box, exquisite in craftsmanship, adorned with intricate design. Once opened, it revealed the silk inside and a Hwai Knife forged personally by Huai Shi.

Made from special alchemy steel of Tanbo Smelting Plant, inlaid with Gold and jade, with pure white shark skin immaculate.

Sincerely a perfect choice for home travel, gifting to loved ones.

At that moment, it was delivered before Nanbu’s dazed face.

Accompanied by Huai Shi’s command.

"—Perform seppuku, Mr. Nanbu."

The silence was broken, as someone angrily slammed the table, rising, intending to scold, but as Huai Shi raised his head, the instant he looked over, that cold gaze froze them.

Not fierce, nor angry, just serene, like the pitch-black Abyss, reflecting each trembling soul, freezing the words he wanted to speak.

Stiff in place, not daring to move again.

"What’s the matter?"

Huai Shi asked, "Is there a problem?"

No one responded.

Ever since he stepped into this conference room, the killing intent brewed in his chest was no longer concealed, revealed from amidst his imposing demeanor, warning anyone who dared interrupt.

Who moved, who died!

Today he came here, someone had to die. Otherwise, was it to pose, teaching others the doctrine of kindness and forgiveness?

The reasoning had long been spoken.

Now was the time for reckoning!

Even if it was a grain, a shred, a speck...

Huai Shi looked down, gazing at the opponent at his feet, coldly reminded: "Lord Nanbu, it’s time to exhibit the Samurai spirit, don’t disappoint!"

"I... I..."

Nanbu blankly stared at the Hwai Knife in front, his lips quivering, unable to produce sound.

He wanted to ask if Huai Shi was crazy, did he intend to trigger a war? But as he saw those eyes, he understood the answer.

This group of maniacs, they left no way out!

Nor would they offer any other choice...

Either he died here today, or both sides would start a full-scale war,

But as he turned back in a daze, looking behind, there was silence, not a voice speaking up, not one person stood out to defend him.

Only a cold gaze from the deepest part of the Deer’s Sing Pavilion looked down.

Finally, he realized it, chuckling bitterly.

Given the situation, what words could be spoken?

Besides, what method could avoid Yingzhou Phylogeny from triggering this unjust war, what method could preserve his own family?𝘧𝓇ℯℴ𝓂