Under Liu Yun's suppression, everyone fell into an eerie silence. Then, a slow clapping echoed in the room.
It was Liang Shuguang, clapping softly.
He leaned back in his wheelchair, a smile still on his face, as if nothing had just happened.
“Take your seats first,” he said, glancing at Liu Yun as he spoke.
The golden phantoms pressing down on everyone's shoulders slowly dissolved. Liu Yun withdrew her technique, and the phantoms that had risen from the ground vanished into nothingness at the same time.
Xu Mo glanced at him. The City Lord's composure didn't seem forced. He hadn't paid much attention before, but this display finally left a slight impression on him.
He hopped off the table, kicked the rolling heads on the floor to the side, and casually pulled up a chair to sit down.
Huang Xin and Li Tai looked absolutely livid, but neither of them wanted to press the issue further right now, so they both backed off.
With the situation somewhat stabilized, someone finally spoke up.
It was the Family Head of the Xu family. He sat on the left side of the representative seats, his square face so dark it looked like it could rain.
He kept his head lowered, playing the role of a neutral party.
“On a day like today, with the entire city watching, any conflicts should have been kept under the table.”
“In all these years, this is the first time I've seen someone bring severed heads. If you don't know the rules, this is not how things are done!”
He didn't swear openly, but Xu Mo didn't care about politeness. He was going to speak his mind.
With a smirk, he crossed his legs and tilted his head to look at him. “Who the hell are you?”
“I am the rules. What do your rules have to do with me?”
Xu Linyuan's face instantly turned unsightly.
He sat in the representative seat without moving, but the muscles in his face were twitching. He desperately wanted to fire back, but he realized that arguing with a person like her was completely pointless.
Gritting his teeth, Xu Linyuan knew he had run into a genuine lunatic today. He warned himself not to stoop to a dog's level, so he had no choice but to swallow his anger.
With this final interlude over, “Bai Feifei,” this young sinner, had truly established her presence at this table.
The scrutinizing and condescending looks from the crowd turned into wariness and avoidance.
Liang Shuguang paid no mind to any of this. He looked at the live stream screen and raised his hand. “Everyone of Dawn City, my apologies for the unsightly display just now.”
Then, he turned to “Bai Feifei” and asked:
“What is the story with these people?”
Xu Mo crossed his legs and pointed at the heads on the table. “They came to assassinate me, so I turned the tables and killed them.”
“I asked earlier, is really no one going to claim them?”
“Are you all blind? They're from United Pharmaceuticals, the Huang family, and the Li family.”
The hall fell silent once more.
Everyone's eyes snapped to Liu Qing, and then to Huang Xin and Li Tai, as if watching a spectacular theatrical performance.
As if stung by a needle, Liu Qing suddenly realized something and shouted:
“You're lying! How is that possible!”
“Yi Jing was a newly promoted Edgerunner! And one with an extremely bizarre attribute at that! How could a mere Rank 4 Scavenger like you possibly kill her?”
“How did she die? Lord City Lord! There is a major problem inside the Inner City!”
As soon as he finished, Xu Mo cut him off:
“How did you know she was a newly promoted Edgerunner?”
Liu Qing froze, realizing he had let slip too much.
Naturally, Xu Mo didn't need him to answer and just did it for him:
“Because the potion you gave her allowed her to break through, right?”
“And because of that, she owed you a favor, which is why she took the mission to kill me.”
“You were worried your company alone wouldn't be enough to guarantee success, so you wanted to drag others down with you, bringing along people from the Huang and Li families.”
Liu Qing was left utterly speechless.
“Bai Feifei” was incredibly accurate, laying bare almost their entire thought process in the meeting room.
Of course it was accurate... He had heard it straight from the assassins' mouths before chopping off their heads.
“You...”
The atmosphere in the entire hall grew exceptionally heavy.
Most of those who weren't involved in the assassination attempt didn't care about who was right or wrong. What they cared about more was that Yi Jing was an Edgerunner!
And this Edgerunner had been killed by “Bai Feifei,” a Rank 4 Scavenger!
Was this some kind of sick joke?
Among those present, anyone who had heard of the Masked Hermit Society felt a seed of doubt planted in their minds, especially Liu Yun!
The words “Sinking Black” couldn't help but rise in her mind.
In Dawn City... had their people arrived?
“Hehe...” Xu Mo chuckled and shook his head. He leaned back in his chair and said casually, “Actually, you don't need to be so nervous.”
He scanned the room, his gaze sweeping over Huang Xin, Li Tai, and everyone present whose faces were pale with anger, those who might be his enemies.
“I never planned on making you admit it anyway.”
“I'm just stating a fact. I didn't come here seeking a righteous judgment. I will naturally kill those who try to kill me. Whether you admit it or not doesn't affect my judgment at all.”
“I only came here to slap you all in the face.”
Huang Xin snapped his head up, the muscles on his old face twitching violently.
“Bai Feifei!” He pointed at her and shouted. “Stop your slanderous accusations! What proof do you have that my Huang family colluded with United Pharmaceuticals?”
“You claim we tried to assassinate you? That's just your side of the story! The actual fact is that you showed up with a bunch of people you murdered!”
“You already have a history of bloodlust! Who knows what the real story is behind all this?”
Xu Mo glanced at him. Since he didn't have any audio or video recordings, physical evidence naturally didn't exist.
But then again...
“Evidence? My word is the evidence!”
He said it as if it were a matter of course, as natural as the sun rising in the east.
He wasn't the real Bai Feifei. What a joke—reasoning with these corrupt pieces of trash from the Inner City?
They might hold the authority to define 'reason,' but the authority to define 'violence' depended entirely on one's own capability!
Xu Mo smiled and spoke:
“I didn't come here to talk sense.”
“I can tell you right now: if you admit it and commit suicide on the spot, we can call it even. If you don't admit it, that's fine too.”
He paused, his smile turning slightly unhinged.
“It just means your heads will stay hanging on your necks for a few more days!”
“I will find a way. I will find the day to collect your debts.”
As his voice fell, absolute silence gripped the hall.
Wan Qianhong covered her face in exasperation. “Bai Feifei” had brought her raw battle-lust style straight to the negotiating table.
Initially, by turning the tables on her assassins and bringing it up at a public meeting broadcasted city-wide, the situation should have been highly advantageous for “Bai Feifei.”
But to make such a blatant death threat right out in the open like that?
Rate on N.U.
