Chapter 1713 - 1714: Void Divine Power
Bimos stared blankly at the Prince.
He understood well the idea that "the higher you climb, the harder you fall," but experiencing it firsthand was too much for Bimos.
The Prince watched Bimos, who had not stepped down from the podium, and his expression changed.
"What, do you have something else to say?"
Bimos shook his head, sighed deeply, and stepped down from the podium.
The Prince's mocking gaze followed Bimos as he walked out of the conference hall.
Below the podium, the agents were all staring blankly at the Prince.
The Prince knocked on the table and said slowly.
"I announce that Mr. Bimos's orders are now null and void."
"From this moment on, the only voice you should hear is mine."
...
Bimos gathered his belongings and left Hexastar Tower.
He looked up at the glass windows of Hexastar Tower, smiled bitterly, and called Liszt.
On the phone, Liszt's voice sounded very calm.
"Mr. Bimos, I knew you would call me."
Bimos smiled faintly, watching a few old newspapers flutter away in the wind at the street corner, feeling deeply troubled.
"Mr. Liszt, this decision was too sudden, I can't accept it. Do you have anything to tell me?"
Liszt laughed, his voice free from the indignation typical of a fallen politician.
"This time, you should indeed step back."
"I must remind you, do not attempt to investigate the Prince's identity or background, let alone try to obstruct his actions. He is someone neither you nor I can afford to provoke."
Bimos shook his head.
"Mr. Liszt, you know I'm not that kind of person."
"I'm just curious about the powerful background behind the Prince that even you are so wary of."
Liszt's tone became very solemn.
"I suppose I should tell you a secret to prevent you from acting rashly and getting yourself into big trouble."
Bimos realized a great secret was about to be revealed, and his breathing quickened slightly.
"Thank you for your kindness, please go on."
Liszt's voice suddenly dropped.
Bimos had to strain to hear the faint voice on the other end of the line.
"Do you know of Zeus from the Seven Days Club?"
Bimos shook all over, his eyes suddenly widening.
"Are you saying Zeus is about to make a move?"
Liszt's voice was filled with gravitas.
"This is a big secret, do not tell anyone."
"I think for what's coming, you should pray for the Evil Dragon group, since with Zeus making a move, they are unlikely to meet a good end."
Bimos's heavy heart suddenly felt lighter, and all his previous worries and fears vanished without a trace.
He smiled.
"You're right, with Zeus taking action, we no longer need to worry."
"But I have one last question, who exactly is the new Prince Director?"
Liszt sighed deeply.
"I don't know, and I advise you not to casually inquire about the Prince's affairs. In future matters of the Huameng Special Agency, you should steer clear, my old friend, take care."
Bimos relaxed completely, a relieved smile appearing on his face.
"You take care too, Mr. Liszt."
He hung up the phone, shook his head, and chuckled bitterly.
"With Zeus making a move, my retirement now is actually a good thing."
Bimos's figure faded away into the bustling crowd.
At that moment, a person appeared at the corner of the street, carrying a perpetually mocking smile.
That person was none other than the newly appointed Director of the Huameng Special Agency — the Prince.
Watching Bimos walk away, he spoke lightly.
"You're sensible; this way, I won't have to kill you."
Behind the Prince, a graceful woman slowly emerged, it was the long-unseen Chen Xingzhu.
The Prince, as if having eyes on the back of his head, smiled slightly and turned around.
"Miss Chen Xingzhu, please grant me a new identity, I want to go to Huaxia."
At this, his eyes fixed on Chen Xingzhu.
"I heard that the Heavenly Secret Sect at the back of Dragon Chant Temple in Huaxia is about to open; I want to try my luck there."
"If luck favors me, I believe I can subdue the Evil Dragon for my own use."
Chen Xingzhu placed her left hand on her chest and deeply bowed.
"As you wish, Master God."
Three days later, Huaxia Capital City, Huaqing University, Phoenix Pavilion.
In the deep twilight, the silhouette of Old Master Wang was elongated by the fading light, resembling a dignified and solemn deity.
At the entrance of the Phoenix Pavilion's small courtyard, a masked man quietly stood.
The mask he wore depicted a Heavenly God's visage in pain.
Metallic fangs were exposed, and the hollow eye sockets emitted a deep, abyss-like gaze.
Old Master Wang's chest rose and fell slightly.
Throughout his life, he had witnessed countless monumental events and met the most formidable figures of this world.
Hence, Old Master Wang had an insightful perspective.
However, the Martial Arts Realm and strength of this unexpected visitor were beyond Old Master Wang's comprehension.
He stood there, seemingly ordinary, with no fluctuations of Essence Qi around him, and even his Qi-Blood was not particularly vigorous.
Such a person might appear easily defeatable to the average person.
But to Old Master Wang, this was a true strongman, with power even surpassing his own.
The Heaven and Earth Vital Energy in the void gently revolved around him, forming a vortex.
As more Heaven and Earth Vital Energy converged from all directions, it caused a stunning Yuan Qi Storm at low altitude around this man.
Such undercurrents were imperceptible to ordinary people; only someone like Old Master Wang could sense the heavenly anomaly.
Old Master Wang was fully alert.
However, he soon discovered that the Heaven and Earth Vital Energy around him was being drawn by the other person.
It was as if Old Master Wang was suddenly imprisoned within a cage.
The masked man smiled slightly, his eyes filled with a strong sense of mockery.
"Old Master, I know you are a true hero, I will not be rude to you, but I also ask you not to resist, otherwise..."
He laughed strangely, his face cold.
"In the eyes of a god, whether hero or commoner, all are mere ants."
"If you insist on defying the will of the god, I don't mind having another life on my hands."
Old Master Wang's eyes flickered.
"You call yourself a god, yet you hide your head and show your tail. Who exactly are you?"
The masked man suddenly laughed strangely.
"I wear a mask to protect you; anyone who sees my face, I have to kill."
As he spoke, Old Master Wang was shocked to discover.
The entire Phoenix Pavilion had its Heaven and Earth Vital Energy sealed off, isolated from the outside, forming a closed space.
Old Master Wang looked at him in horror.
"You have mastered Void Divine Power? Who are you, and what do you want?"