Second revolution perfected! Nine Nether True Extreme Seal!

When the news reached Fisher...

He was drinking tea on the flagship of the Royal Navy, dressed in a finely tailored white naval dress uniform.

He held a bone china teacup in his left hand while leisurely scrolling through his optical computer with his right, browsing global affairs with all the elegance of an English gentleman.

But when he saw the front-page headline of The Times, Fisher froze.

His earlier elegance vanished without a trace, and his lips turned faintly purple with rage.

<Eastern demigod swears: Fisher is a f***ing animal—!>

Reading the contents before him, he nearly smashed the entire ship in his fury.

"Vulgar!"

Fisher forced the word through gritted teeth. As he felt his fortune plummeting, his savage expression made the adjutants around him flinch.

Fisher took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

"Adjutant."

He spoke slowly, his manner settling into composure.

"Prepare the light screen. I will respond in an hour. Have someone prepare my speech in the meantime and minimize the damage to public opinion."

"Yes, sir!"

The adjutant beside him agreed, then hesitated.

"Sir, don't you find this rather suspicious?"

Fisher turned toward his subordinate. "Hmm?"

The adjutant hesitated. "If Ye Li really hasn't reached the demigod level, as our intelligence suggests, how would he dare accept your challenge?"

"Perhaps Ye Li has merely been concealing his strength. He might already possess the power of a demigod."

Fisher showed no surprise at the adjutant's analysis.

"That is precisely why I call him foolish."

"Do you think this battle will simply be a duel between Ye Li and me?"

"The entire world covets his Qi-Blood Bank. Everyone wants to claim it for themselves."

"When the time comes, the Atlantic Ocean will host far more than a battle between two demigods. At least