The Dragon Emperor paced back and forth inside the room with his hands behind his back, his expression growing uglier by the moment.
At last, he abruptly stopped, staring at him with madness in his eyes.
"I know you. If you say there is an eighty percent chance that this man is a Fourth-Grade Alchemist, then he definitely is one."
"Listen to me. We absolutely cannot let him enter the finals, or the consequences will be unthinkable."
The Dragon Emperor's gaze turned sharp, a faint killing intent spilling from his eyes as he said in a deep voice, "Whether he truly is a Fourth-Grade Alchemist or not, we cannot afford to gamble."
"Now we have only one way: send a group of Gu Kings to kill him outright."
"We act tonight. There can be no delay." A ruthless look appeared on the Dragon Emperor's face.
Long Xiaoyao was startled upon hearing this, clearly frightened by the Dragon Emperor's words. He hurriedly said, "Directly assassinating a contestant may not be appropriate, will it? It would be easy for others to seize upon it, and it would severely damage our clan's reputation."
"The consequences could even trigger an all-out war between the Long and Feng Families."
"Besides, the Feng Clan is not foolish. They cannot possibly fail to guard against this. Nor can we possibly conceal it perfectly. If this operation fails, we will truly lose the chicken and break the rice basket."
The Dragon Emperor shook his head and said solemnly, "How could I not understand the consequences you speak of? But no matter how serious the consequences of this matter may be, they are nowhere near as severe as the consequences of our clan losing the wager."
"When weighing two harms, choose the lesser. For something like this, we can