"Xi Zhe is there!!" Su Lu's roar almost overturned the roof of the office, and his palm hit the pure ebony desk hard, with such force that even tiny cracks appeared on the tabletop.
The priceless crystal cup on the table suddenly jumped half a foot high, and the scarlet red wine spilled out, leaving a dazzling mark on the white cashmere carpet, which looked like a splattered blood stain.
"Tell him to come over and see me immediately!" Su Lu's eyes were like poisoned Ice Blade, and every word was filled with the chill of gritted teeth, "A forbidden curse strongman can't even stand a living person! Could it be that all the magic books he has chewed and the power of forbidden curses he has cultivated over the years have been fed to Sand Scorpion in the desert?!"
The secretary was already shaking with fear, her hands clenching the corners of her clothes tightly, her nails almost embedded in her flesh.
She didn't dare to look up into Su Lu's eyes, so she could only nod her head hurriedly, her voice crying, "Yes... yes! I will summon Lord Xi Zhe and ask him to come over immediately!"
Before she finished speaking, she turned around and staggered towards the door. Her high heels made a panicked sound on the floor, as if a savage beast was chasing behind her. She didn't even dare to close the door tightly, leaving only a swaying gap.
Dead silence instantly returned to the office, leaving only the sound of Su Lu's heavy breathing.
He slowly sat back on the pure gold chair that symbolized power, and his sharp-knuckled fingers unconsciously tapped the table, making a "click, click, click" sound. The rhythm became faster and faster, revealing his inner irritability and fear.
The desert outside the window was still scorching hot, but the temperature under his eyes was so low that it could freeze the air. His sinister gaze fell on the wine stains on the carpet, as if trying to penetrate the traces.
"Chen Lang..." He muttered the name in a low voice, and the tapping of his fingertips suddenly stopped.
Before, he always felt that Chen Lang was just a chess piece pushed out by Zu Hengyao, and it was only because of his background in the Great Xia Council that he dared to oppose him everywhere.
But now it seems that he was wrong. He was able to escape from the forbidden spell barrier of Xi Zhe and return to Fei Niao City without anyone noticing. This strength cannot be explained by a "hard background".
He even deliberately ruled out the possibility of Zu Hengyao.
He knew that old fox very well. If he really had such a strong man under his command, he would have used this power to expand his power in the Magic Council. How could he hide it?
There is only one answer: Chen Lang's strength was underestimated by him, and this person was more terrifying than anyone imagined.
Su Lu's mouth slowly curved into a dangerous arc, but there was no smile in his eyes, only cold calculation. "It seems that I underestimated you too much. But it doesn't matter... the game has just begun."
The office door was pushed open with a bang, and Xi Zhe's tall figure rushed in with a breath of wind and sand.
The iconic black robe on his body was stained with a lot of sand and dust, his originally neatly combed silver hair was a little messy, and even his usually steady steps were a little hasty.
Apparently after receiving the summons, he rushed over from the surveillance point without stopping, without even having time to tidy up his instrument.
As soon as he entered the door, he met Su Lu's cold eyes. His already tense nerves instantly tightened even more. He lowered his head subconsciously, his voice filled with unconcealable guilt. "Master Su Lu, I..."
"Do you still have the nerve to come see me?" Su Lu's voice was not as angry as before, but it carried a more suffocating coldness. The sound of tapping the table with his knuckles sounded again, and each hit was like a knock on Xi Zhe's heart. "I asked you to stare at that room. Is this how you stared? No one would know that you, a strong forbidden curse expert, are really 'competent'."
Xi Zhe's head hung lower, his hands clenched into fists, and his knuckles turned white. "It was my fault. I have been standing outside the barrier and checking the formation fluctuations every three hours, but there is nothing abnormal inside... I still can't figure out how Chen Lang left, and I didn't even notice when he left."
He thought of the Space Element Manxiu Master who was sent before, and felt even more aggrieved.
Just two days ago, the mage came to report excitedly, saying that he had figured out the rules of the space formation in the room, and that he would be able to completely break it in another day at most, and then Chen Lang would be trapped inside.
But now it seems that it is just a joke. There is no one in the formation. Even if the formation is broken, what is the use?
"Space Element Master is still over there?" Su Lu suddenly spoke, interrupting Xi Zhe's thoughts.
"Yes... still trying Break the Array." Xi Zhe responded quickly, his tone becoming more and more embarrassing, "I asked him to stop before I rushed over, so as not to waste his work."
Su Lu sneered, stood up from his seat, and walked slowly to Xi Zhe.
He was half a head shorter than Xi Zhe, but the pressure on his body made Xi Zhe dare not raise his head and look directly at him. "Working in vain? Do you think this is just working in vain?"
He raised his hand and patted Xi Zhe on the shoulder, but the strength was as strong as crushing the opponent's bones, "Chen Lang can slip away under your nose, and even set up such an empty shell for us to stare at. This is a slap in my face, and a slap in your face! It is also telling everyone that we, Asian Magic Association, can't even look at a living person!"
Xi Zhe's body trembled slightly, but he did not dare to refute.
What Su Lu said is true. This mistake not only caused Chen Lang to escape control, but also disgraced the association.
"Sir, I am willing to take down Chen Lang directly!" Xi Zhe suddenly raised his head, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.
Su Lu shook his head, turned around, walked back to the desk, and picked up the unburned cigar again. "You are a pig, he came back in such a big way, do you think he was unprepared?"
He lit his cigar, and amid the smoke, his eyes became darker, "What we have to do now is not to find him in a hurry, but to find out how he left the barrier and how much strength he has hidden."
In fact, all Xi Zhe can think of is to directly capture and destroy Chen Lang!
Such people are really scary!
He was obviously just Super-level Mage, but he was able to slip away from him, a strong man with forbidden spells.
The most important thing is that he is too young, which makes Xi Zhe feel uneasy. He even feels that Chen Lang will become their biggest enemy in the future...
Su Lu is naturally very clear about this, but at this Dubai, he has not yet been able to cover the sky with one hand.
Even if you want to deal with Chen Lang, you can't do it here.
Even Chen Lang's strength is not something that ordinary people can deal with at will.
"You've worked hard too, let's go down first..." Although Su Lu was angry, he was not overly angry, because Xi Zhe was considered an extremely capable subordinate of his.
Xi Zhe naturally did not dare to stay any longer and hurriedly left.
Looking at the back of Xi Zhe leaving in a hurry, Su Lu leaned on the back of the chair and slowly blew out a smoke ring...