National Guardian's Gone and We're Done

Chapter 46: Chapter 46: I Will Handle That Evil Spirit Ship, the Black Pearl, Alone

’Wield the Slaughter Knife?’

Chu He repeated the words to himself, a thoughtful glint in his eyes as he continued to walk forward.

Lu Yinxing, the Queen of the Great Xia Empire, had surprised Chu He time and again with her intelligence and remarkable skill.

As the ruler of a nation, her unconditional faith in Chu He was a level of trust most monarchs could never hope to match.

In contrast, Ji Shengyue of the Great Jing Empire had been so eager to consolidate her power upon taking the throne that she didn’t hesitate to make an example of Chu He—an act that now seemed utterly foolish and short-sighted.

Led by Liu Yuzhu, Chu He walked into a spacious conference hall.

The hall was large enough to accommodate several hundred people.

The moment Chu He’s figure appeared in the doorway, the clamor of discussion instantly died down, and all eyes focused on him.

The hall was clearly divided.

On the right sat the upper echelons of the Great Xia Empire’s government. They were dressed in sharp suits, with neat hair and scrupulous expressions, exuding an air of solemnity and discipline.

On the left sat a group of Martial Artists with extraordinary auras; every single one of them exuded the presence of a King-Sealing Powerhouse.

Compared to the officials on the right, the attire of these Martial Artists was far more casual.

Some sat while others stood, their expressions varied, as did their attitudes toward Chu He.

Some were filled with hostility, others with admiration, some with astonishment, and others with disdain.

Among these Martial Artists, Chu He’s gaze met a familiar figure:

Ruan Chengxiang, the very man who had provoked him at the airport.

Ruan Chengxiang’s eyes were filled with hostility and defiance, as if he were ready to challenge Chu He at a moment’s notice.

Chu He ignored his provocation, giving him only an indifferent glance before looking away.

Liu Yuzhu stood beside Chu He, briefing him on the assembly. ”On the right are the highest echelons of the Great Xia Empire’s government, responsible for sectors like finance, justice, and healthcare.

Those on the left are the Great Xia Empire’s most powerful individuals. They are all King-Sealing Powerhouses.

However, the number of King-Sealing Powerhouses in our Great Xia Empire is far lower than that of the Great Jing Empire.

On one hand, it’s because the King-Sealing Realm itself is very difficult to break through to.

On the other, the Great Xia Empire has been in a constant struggle against the Evil Spirits that wreak havoc and destruction everywhere, and we suffer heavy casualties every year.

Unlike the Great Jing Empire, which has spent years biding its time and living in peace, their King-Sealing Powerhouses are nearly a dime a dozen by now.”

After finishing her explanation, Liu Yuzhu couldn’t help but sigh, seemingly lamenting the Great Xia Empire’s current state.

She turned to Chu He and said, ”Mr. Chu, your seat is in the middle of the first row on the left.

I’m not authorized to attend this meeting, but I will wait for you outside to take you back when it’s over.”

With that, Liu Yuzhu gave a slight bow, turned, and left the hall.

As she closed the two heavy doors, Chu He became the last person to arrive at the meeting.

On the left side, an exquisite nameplate was placed before each seat, indicating the identity and status of the attendee.

The seating arrangement had been meticulously planned.

Chu He walked toward the seats on the left.

He was surrounded by the elites of the Great Xia Empire, yet Chu He didn’t recognize a single person, save for the hostile Ruan Chengxiang.

He exchanged no pleasantries, simply walking straight toward his designated seat.

When Chu He reached the center seat in the front row, he found that someone was already sitting there.

It was Ruan Chengxiang, seated there leisurely.

He hadn’t even bothered to move Chu He’s nameplate.

With one leg crossed high over the other, bouncing incessantly, he fixed a defiant gaze on Chu He,

as if to say, ’See? I took your seat. What are you going to do about it?’

The atmosphere in the hall instantly grew tense.

The gazes of everyone present, from the Martial Artists on the left

to the high-ranking officials of the Great Xia Empire on the right, all focused on this one corner of the room.

They all knew of Ruan Chengxiang’s background and personal strength,

and they were all eager to see how Chu He would handle the situation.

After all, this wasn’t the Great Jing Empire. No one here truly believed Chu He was capable of becoming the Great Xia Empire’s National Guardian War God.

Chu He stood before Ruan Chengxiang, calmly reached out, and picked up the nameplate from the table.

On the plate, the two words ”Chu He” were clearly written. ”This should be my seat, right?”

Hearing this, the smile on Ruan Chengxiang’s face widened. He said nonchalantly, ”Oh? Perhaps someone misplaced it.

But then again, I’m very curious as to why Her Majesty the Queen would invite you to such an important meeting.

In my opinion, you aren’t qualified to be here.

What right does trash rejected by the Great Jing Empire have to be in our Great Xia Empire?”

Chu He ignored Ruan Chengxiang’s provocations and insults. He couldn’t be bothered to trade barbs with someone like him.

His gaze suddenly turned as sharp as a drawn sword.

He raised his hand and slapped Ruan Chengxiang across the face.

The slap was so sudden that the smile hadn’t even faded from Ruan Chengxiang’s face before his entire body was launched from the chair.

With a sharp CRACK like an exploding firecracker, Ruan Chengxiang’s body sailed through the air in an arc before slamming heavily onto the floor.

Half his face and skull had caved in.

A mixture of red and white matter streamed from the cracks in the top of his head, staining the floor.

Many of the officials sitting on the opposite side shot to their feet in shock.

They were worldly men who had weathered many storms, but none had ever witnessed someone being openly murdered during a high-level meeting.

Looking at Ruan Chengxiang on the floor,

he was still in the posture of having one leg crossed over the other, but his body was as taut as a fully drawn bow, twitching and convulsing.

Blood gushed from his wound, staining the floor red.

Ruan Chengxiang’s eyes were wide, staring up at the hall’s ornate ceiling as his consciousness rapidly faded and darkness consumed him.

An agile Martial Artist leaped from his seat, crouched to examine the body for a moment, then stood up. With a grave expression, he announced, ”Ruan Chengxiang is dead.”

Upon hearing this, Chu He merely gave a slight nod. Ruan Chengxiang’s death was clearly within his expectations.

He calmly walked to his seat and sat down.

Then, with a nonchalant air, he gently righted the nameplate on the table.

It was as if that fatal blow had been nothing more than flicking away a speck of dust.

His expression was indifferent, as if the lifeless corpse on the floor had nothing to do with him.

The atmosphere in the hall shifted once more as a silent undercurrent began to surge.

The expressions of the officials on the right were varied.

Some were grim, others seethed with anger, while some were pleasantly surprised.

A few even looked openly pleased.

But regardless of their reaction, none could hide their inner turmoil.

The Martial Artists on the left, however, all wore uniformly grave expressions.

As experts themselves, they understood the terrifying power behind Chu He’s strike.

The slap had seemed casual, yet it contained unimaginable power, enough that even a King-level powerhouse like Ruan Chengxiang had been unable to resist it.

Even more shocking was the speed of Chu He’s movement, which was almost too fast for the naked eye to follow.

One moment his hand was raised, and the next it had already landed squarely on Ruan Chengxiang’s face.

Chu He’s strength was just as the rumors described. Perhaps he truly was the most powerful person on the planet.

Such power filled every Martial Artist present with a sense of awe and trepidation.

At this moment, the main doors of the conference hall were pushed open again.

Her Majesty the Queen, Lu Yinxing, entered gracefully through a side door, followed by several of her loyal guards.

Her gaze swept across the hall.

As if not even seeing the cold corpse on the floor, she went straight to the heart of the matter. ”I have invited you all here today to discuss the Evil Spirit Ship, the Black Pearl, which is currently approaching the Great Xia Empire.”

”As for the Evil Spirit Ship, the Black Pearl, I will handle it myself.

Just like how the Great Jing Empire’s new National Guardian War God handled the Demon Cave, I will have the entire process live-streamed.”

The moment Chu He finished speaking, an uproar erupted in the hall.

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