When the Blade Must Fall!

"Gone?"

All the viewers stared blankly at the extinguished screens, unable to react for a moment.

A moment later,

"How could it be gone?!!!"

"Damn it, it cut off at the most critical moment!"

"A cover-up! There must be a cover-up!"

An uproar erupted across planet after planet. Figures rushed at the people nearby like madmen, borrowing Communicators to log into every major media platform...

However,

The livestream page that had occupied every front page had vanished completely, as though it had never existed.

No matter how thoroughly they searched through every news outlet, they could no longer find anything related to it.

At the same time,

Inside a virtual conference room, light and shadows flickered as figures appeared before a long table.

There were men and women, all dressed differently.

The only thing they had in common was one thing.

Old!

Thirty-seven figures sat around the table, every one of them elderly and silent.

At the head of the table, the old man with the short beard swept his gaze around and broke the silence.

"There is no need to panic. This old man has already cut off the livestream. We only need to guide the aftermath a little, and the storm will naturally settle."

The others exchanged glances and spoke one after another.

"It will not be that easy. The key issue now is Li Qingshan!"

"That's right. Why was that 'thing' in Li Qingshan's hands?"

"That old bastard Zhuang Chenxing has lifted a stone only to smash his own foot!"

"What do we do next? If Li Qingshan keeps pressing this matter, what are we supposed to do?"

"I said, there is no need to panic!"

The short-bearded old man interrupted with a sharp shout, then said calmly,

"Li Qingshan could slaughter the Seven Gods, so naturally