Chapter 1299 - 992: Picking Up the Tab (2)

Chapter 1299: Chapter 992: Picking Up the Tab (2)

He closed his eyes, reached out, and took the Hwai Knife from Huai Shi’s hand, drawing the sword from its sheath.

The snow-bright blade reflected a decayed face, gripped between his teeth, then, with both hands, he tore open his shirt, exposing his chest and abdomen.

Sat upright.

The sound of the blade piercing down was so deep, it made everyone’s eyelids twitch furiously. Accompanied by the sound of a cross cut, viscous liquid flowed out.

"Come!"

Nanbu straightened his body, raised his head, and glared fiercely at Huai Shi.

Huai Shi remained indifferent, merely waving his hand.

Yuan Yuan, who was behind him, stepped out, drew out a heavy longsword, and as she stepped past, a flawless arc of light appeared in the air.

The overwhelming sound of the world turning spread from the sword’s cry.

The solemn iron light severed the last of the ties.

Illuminated his clouded pupils.

The fleeting brilliance was so gorgeous, heart-stopping.

"Truly beautiful..."

Nanbu softly exclaimed, his aged body prostrated on the ground, no longer making a sound.

Only the silent spread of blood.

A dead silence.

Yuan Yuan flicked her wrist, shook off the blood, sheathed the sword, and returned to her teacher’s side.

Her work was done.

After a long time, in the silence broken only by heavy breathing, Huai Shi waved his hand, brushed off the blood drops on his cuff, and finally withdrew his gaze from the ground.

There was no wild laughter, nor cold disdain.

Only calm.

Turning to overlook those whose expressions were either dazed or anguished.

"Thanks to your unintended favor, you have placed so many unwarranted expectations on me. To the extent that you always want to teach me the ways of the world..."

He said softly, "You might think I am like you, but in reality, I am different from all of you. I never intended to play games with you.

There are more important things in this world and work worth devoting energy to. Unfortunately, you’re not included in it. I hope you can take care of yourselves."

"In the end, I wish you all a long life ahead."

Huai Shi stood up, adjusted his collar, and nodded politely to bid farewell: "I must take my leave now."

And like that, he stepped over the corpse on the ground and pushed the door open to leave.

The decayed, ancient door closed heavily behind him, like thunder.

Passing through the crowd gathered at the door, he descended the steps, unimpeded all the way.

When the black sedan disappeared over the mountain’s end, a huge scope emblem that shrouded the entire Deer’s Sing Hall gradually turned transparent, vanished without a trace.

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On the same afternoon, Border London, in the rest area of the Astronomy Association Headquarters.

Under the gloomy clouds, a continuous fine rain fell.

"It’s raining again, no matter how long, I can never get used to this weather."

Luo Su sighed lightly, withdrew his gaze from the window, and pulled out a chair in the cafe, saying to the attendant: "Black tea, a bit stronger, and a tiramisu, please."

The attendant nodded and left.

On the other side of the table, a man reading a newspaper looked up: "Mr. Luo Su, there are many empty tables here."

"Let’s squeeze in, it’s okay, it makes it lively, doesn’t it?"

Luo Su smiled, full of enthusiasm, but his gaze always fell on the other’s throat—at that point of breaking scar, "Mr. Le Ne, I always feel we should deepen our relationship a bit to avoid some misunderstandings."

He paused, and the smile turned mocking: "Lest some people... ask for trouble."

Mr. Le Ne looked at Luo Su coolly for a moment, folded the newspaper in his hand, and merely said: "If I were you, I would be prepared for the inquiry meeting, rather than coming here to show off. Yingzhou has already submitted a severe protest and condemnation to the Central Decision Making Room half an hour ago."

"No worries, I’ve submitted too, and I was fifteen minutes earlier than them."

Luo Su shrugged indifferently, scooping a spoonful of dessert: "Besides, there’s also the Yingzhou Jurisdiction Bureau’s prior misconduct, the Decision Room will surely give me an explanation... I hope you’ve prepared for the inquiry meeting as well.

Hey, when the time comes, should we group together, maybe copy each other’s papers or something, I’m telling you, it could be fun..."

Mr. Le Ne frowned, looking at him coldly for a long time before slowly saying: "The matters at the Yingzhou Branch were decided by subordinates on their own, unrelated to me."

"The point is, they are ’your’ subordinates, right?"

Luo Su sighed lightly: "You’ve really lived up to your Yingzhou surname, Mr. Le Ne Director, is this due to bloodline influence or a similarity in style... hiding behind ambiguity when facing inquiries, then letting subordinates guess, and when things go wrong, making them take the blame, this isn’t a good habit, you should pay attention to it."

"Isn’t the more pressing issue your Sword of Disaster that makes enemies on all sides?" Mr. Le Ne sneered, retorting, "Doing things to the extreme leaves you without friends, Luo Su."

"Utopia never needs those kinds of useless friends, only their compliance."

Luo Su spread his hands mockingly, "See, that’s our difference. You guys always think of everyone living peacefully, holding hands and living freely in a wonderful world... What kind of second-rate act is this, have you become too Yassaic?

Errors will never correct themselves, you always need to intervene in the middle... so that trash will roll back into the trash can by itself.

We’ve just killed one person, and you guys scream as if it’s a slaughterhouse, if necessary, more should be killed. Please don’t think Huai Shi that kid is easy-going, and assume we’re a charity organization, okay?"

"Issuing yellow pages without approval, forcing the Jurisdiction Bureau’s decisions, and intruding into the Yingzhou Phylogeny’s headquarters and forcing an important minister to commit suicide... it has already impacted the stability of Current Circumstances."

Mr. Le Ne reminded coldly: "I hope you realize the seriousness of the situation, Luo Su, the Decision Room won’t play games with you."

"As an educator, I must say this is a thought-provoking story that could be written into textbooks—it vividly teaches us a truth."

Luo Su looked at him, saying with pity, "If you make a mistake, you should be punished."

"Are you threatening me?" Mr. Le Ne frowned.

"Of course not, just a friendly reminder." Luo Su shrugged, "After all, Tanbo is right there, we’ll need to get along harmoniously for a long time."

"Let’s hope so."

Mr. Le Ne picked up his coffee and drank it in one gulp, gesturing to the waiter: "Check, please."

"Please sign here, sir." The waiter presented the bill.

"Ah, let me."

Luo Su reached out enthusiastically, pulled the pen from Mr. Le Ne’s hand, then, smoothly, plunged it into his throat.

Poof.

A light sound.

Amid the waiter’s piercing scream, Mr. Le Ne’s eyes widened, he looked down with difficulty, and saw the pen embedded in him, with the hand holding it.

So steady.

Blood gushed forth.

Next, the intense pain attacked!

"Consider it a small lesson, Mr. Le Ne."

Luo Su released his hand, picked up a napkin, and carefully wiped his bloodstained fingertips: "I think, if there’s any lesson in this story for little ones to remember, it should be..."

He bent down, whispered in Mr. Le Ne’s ear:

"—No one, damn it, messes with my students, no one!"

"Guh... guh..."

Mr. Le Ne lay on the table, convulsing with difficulty, but no matter how he called out, no healing light descended from the sky, as if he had been forgotten.

Except for the waiter collapsed on the floor, no one even noticed!

He opened his mouth to call for help, but only a violent cough escaped, coughing up a large pool of blood on the white tablecloth, the coffee cup fell to the ground, and the sound of breaking was so crisp.

And Luo Su, just quietly watched.

Allowing that spasming hand to keep pulling at himself, watching him suffocate little by little in his own blood, expressionless.

After a long time, he finally reached out, pulled out the pen, and casually tossed it in front of him.

Blood-stained.

The deception was lifted, so this scene of chaos finally returned to the cafe, sparking astonished looks and shouts.

"Now—"

Luo Su handed over the bill, "You can settle the bill now."