Jiangcheng, Dragon Kingdom.
Inside an ordinary apartment, Yue Xiaofei sat on the sofa, staring fixedly at the television.
On the screen, a spokesperson for the Dragon Kingdom's Ministry of Foreign Affairs voiced the strongest protest and condemnation of Eastern Japan's impending shrine visit, using the harshest, most furious language.
"This act by Eastern Japan is an outrageous affront that deeply wounds the feelings of the people of the Dragon Kingdom!"
"We urge Eastern Japan to reverse this misguided decision immediately. Otherwise, Eastern Japan will bear full responsibility for all the grave consequences that follow!"
The spokesperson's voice rang with passion and righteous indignation.
Every word struck Yue Xiaofei's heart like a sledgehammer.
Yet Yue Xiaofei knew better than anyone.
Protests couched in diplomatic language were utterly useless.
To the Old Witch, who had already made up her mind, they were barely a scratch.
This was exactly the effect she wanted: to enrage the entire Dragon Kingdom.
Then she would hide inside her turtle shell and watch the people of the Dragon Kingdom seethe in helpless fury...
To satisfy her sick vanity and shore up her tottering position.
"Fuck!"
Unable to watch another second, Yue Xiaofei grabbed the remote and angrily switched off the television.
The entire living room instantly fell into deathly silence.
Only his breathing remained, roughened by anger.
His fists creaked as he clenched them, veins bulging across the backs of his hands like grotesque earthworms.
An uncontrollable fury burned wildly in his chest.
It threatened to burn his reason to ashes.
No!
I absolutely cannot just stand by and watch!
I cannot let that Old Witch strut around and rub salt into the wounds of 1.4 billion compatriots!
The Old Celestial Master and the others could leave without a backward glance, concealing their deeds and names.
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