bioinnovel Chapter 234 Oh? So it's the King of Guanzhong?
Chapter 234 Oh? So it's the King of Guanzhong?
Kyoto Central Conference Hall.
A dozen or so people were sitting at the long table, and each of them had a different expression.
They all had their own plans.
Seated in the main seats were Zhao Tiangang, the Commander-in-Chief of the military, and Qin Wubing, the Director of the Night Watch.
The two men had solemn expressions and remained silent.
Seated to their left were Zhou Renyi, Qian Wanguan, and two other leaders of top forces in the Great Xia Dynasty.
Zhou Renyi spoke first.
He was the head of the civil officials of the Great Xia Dynasty, in charge of the entire civil service system, and his students and old friends were spread throughout the two capitals and eight prefectures.
He coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and spoke in a calm and unhurried tone.
"There's a lot of public discontent online right now, and people are all discussing what Ye Feng has. I know Ye Feng is loyal to Great Xia, but given the Wang family's example, we have to be careful."
The group of people were speechless.
Wang Zun only rose to power by colluding with the four of you.
If it weren't for the four of you aiding and abetting the evildoer...
Can Wang Zun suppress the military and the Night Watch?
How dare you say this now?
He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.
"Ye Feng is an ambitious young man now, but what about the future?"
"The things he has are terrifying: god-level warships and war puppet production lines. If these things are in someone's hands, and something goes wrong in the future, the entire Great Xia will suffer."
His words left everyone speechless.
Ye Feng has just achieved a great feat, a feat that saved the Great Xia from collapse.
In ancient times, he would at least be called a restorer of the dynasty.
The reward for Ye Feng hasn't even been issued yet, and they're already plotting to seize the valuable items from him.
"Commander Zhao and Director Qin, as the pillars of Great Xia, you should have long-term concerns even if you don't have immediate worries."
Qian Wanguan nodded repeatedly beside him, his round face beaming with smiles.
"I suggest that Ye Feng be given the title of King of Great Xia, so that he can continue to govern the four prefectures of the Northeast, the Mountains and Rivers, the South China Sea, and the West China Sea."
"However, the production lines for the god-class warships and war puppets must be nationalized. This way, Ye Feng will have enough face, and the long-term security of Great Xia will be guaranteed. Wouldn't that be a win-win situation?"
Zhao Tiangang's brows furrowed even more.
He and Qin Wubing exchanged a glance, both of them understanding perfectly well.
This isn't some noble cause; it's clearly an attempt to seize Ye Feng's assets.
But he didn't speak; he couldn't find a reason to refute it.
Zhou Renyi and Qian Wanguan's words did indeed sound very respectable.
The phrase "just in case" is so apt that no one can find fault with it.
Qin Wubing was about to speak.
The conference room door was suddenly pushed open from the outside with a bang.
Ye Feng walked in.
He was dressed in a black outfit, with his Soul-Slaying Longsword hanging at his waist.
He glanced at everyone present, his gaze lingering briefly on Zhou Renyi and Qian Wanguan.
Then he strode confidently to the long table, pulled out a chair, sat down, and crossed his legs.
His voice wasn't loud, but it contained boundless domineering power.
"I heard someone wants my god-class warship. Who is it? Step forward and let me know."
There was a moment of silence in the conference room.
Zhao Tiangang and Qin Wubing exchanged a glance but neither spoke.
Zhou Renyi saw this.
He couldn't help but chuckle to himself.
Young people are just like that, they're so impatient.
Where do you think this is?
How dare they be so arrogant?
He really thinks he's the King of Xia.
He put down his teacup, looked up at Ye Feng, and spoke in the tone of an elder educating a younger person.
"Young man, old man."
The moment the word "young people" was uttered, a flash of white light appeared.
Zhou Renyi's head flew off his neck.
The large, fine head tumbled several times in the air before landing on the red carpet.
Countless drops of blood gushed from Zhou Renyi's severed neck.
Blood was spilled all over the table and splattered all over the person opposite.
His body remained seated, his fingers still resting on the rim of the teacup.
The entire room fell silent.
The person whose face was splattered with blood didn't dare wipe it off.
"I didn't hear you clearly." Ye Feng gripped the Soul-Slaying Blade, its tip still dripping blood, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, his tone calm.
"Who exactly wants my god-class warship?"
Qian Wanguan's face had turned pale, and his lips were trembling, but after his eyes darted around, he still forced himself to speak.
"You! Ye Feng! How dare you!" His voice trembled, and before he could finish speaking, another flash of white light appeared. Qian Wanguan's head also flew off, landing next to Zhou Renyi's head.
Ye Feng sheathed his sword, looked at the remaining two, and asked calmly, "And you two? Are you here to take my god-class warship too?"
The two were trembling so much they couldn't speak, their faces were deathly pale, and their lips were bloodless.
They never expected that Ye Feng would dare to show up and kill someone.
They were all thinking it to themselves.
"A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle; a scholar can't reason with a soldier."
"Just you wait! Beg for mercy first, and then I'll blackmail your ancestors for eight generations."
"Then we'll join forces with the armies of the four prefectures to attack Ye Feng. He really thinks he's so great just because he has many martial gods. We have a secret weapon."
"You'll be left speechless with regret. Do you really think being able to fight means everything?"
After thinking for a long time, they decided to back down to save their lives.
After a long silence, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence.
"No, no! We wouldn't dare!"
"We will obey everything King Ye Feng of Great Xia."
Ye Feng glanced at them, and the blade flashed again. Two heads flew up at the same time and rolled onto the table.
The meeting room was completely silent.
Zhao Tiangang finally couldn't hold back any longer.
He stood up and looked at the four headless corpses.
His voice was slightly hoarse.
"Ye Feng, I know those four deserve to die. But if you kill them, the Great Xia will be thrown into chaos."
"Those four, the four you killed, were known as the Kings of Guanzhong."
"He governs the four prefectures of the Northwest, Southwest, Southeast, and North Sea, which together occupy almost half of the Great Xia."
"The four of them control the civil service system, the lifeline of trade routes, and the army of the four prefectures of the Great Xia."
"If you kill them, their subordinates and forces will not let it go."
Ye Feng turned to look at him, raising an eyebrow.
"The King of Guanzhong? Four of them! How many divisions do they have? How many martial gods?"
Zhao Tiangang was stunned for a moment.
Indeed, these four people controlled the four prefectures.
There were more than a dozen half-step Martial Gods. The army also numbered a full two hundred thousand.
Moreover, they also have a foothold abroad.
But compared to Ye Feng, he is nothing at all.
Ye Feng currently has a total of eighteen subordinates under the Martial God.
And then there are those terrifying god-level warships.
This warship would probably be a treasure to suppress the essence of any race, even if it were placed on an extraterritorial battlefield.
"Hey! Are these four out of their minds? Why are they eyeing Ye Feng's god-level warship?"
He then looked at Ye Feng.
He also remembered that this person was a super strong expert who had killed three invincible opponents.
"A group of ants dared to attempt to sit on equal footing with a god."
Commander Zhao looked at Ye Feng speechlessly, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Ye Feng walked to the window and looked outside.
Suddenly, countless black dots appeared in the distant sky.