The news seemed to sprout wings, racing back to Eastern Japan at a terrifying speed.
Inside the Female Chancellor's official residence.
The lights blazed, but the atmosphere was as oppressive as a tomb.
All the senior cabinet officials had gathered there, their faces deathly pale, none daring to utter a word.
On the enormous screen before them, the bloody, bizarre photograph from the International Dark Web played on a loop.
The back of that Taoist priest who looked like a Demon God, the Gatling Gun still trailing gunsmoke, the severed limbs of Wild Wind Special Forces soldiers strewn across the ground...
Every image was like a sledgehammer striking the heart of every Eastern Japan official.
Crash!
A sharp crack rang out.
A hand trembling with rage and fear swept an expensive Blue-and-White Porcelain Vase to the floor, smashing it to pieces.
"Bastards! You fucking bastards!!!"
The Female Chancellor of Eastern Japan, a woman renowned to the outside world for her elegance and forceful demeanor, now looked like a madwoman.
Her hair hung in disarray, her face twisted as she let out hysterical roars.
Her eyes were bloodshot, and her carefully maintained face was now filled with viciousness and fear!
Yes, fear!
When she had received Yue Xiaofei's provocative phone call earlier, what she had felt most was anger and humiliation.
But now, seeing this gruesome photograph with her own eyes, seeing the Empire's Blade she had taken such pride in slaughtered to the last man in such a brutal, utterly unreasonable way...
An icy chill shot from the soles of her feet straight to the crown of her head!
She was afraid.
She was truly afraid.
That little bastard from the Yue Family!
That mysterious old Taoist priest wielding a Gatling Gun!
And [Hua Gate], stirring up turmoil overseas!
Just