Chapter 127: “Du Feng… Let’s Have a Child.”
Shen Zhuo had no time to spare for the emotional entanglements over there.
He cast a glance at Ai Li.
The latter understood immediately, releasing the assassin pinned beneath his foot and reaching out to pull down the man’s mask.
Naintute’s eyes widened instantly.
“You… you aren’t Father King…” He stopped halfway, suddenly realizing something, and immediately changed his tune. “I don’t know you.”
Naintute had some brains, but not many.
The assassin’s facial contours and clothing style were clearly not of the Empire. Seeing his mission exposed, the assassin attempted to bite down on the poison hidden in his teeth to commit suicide.
But after a single glance from Shen Zhuo, he was forced to obediently unclench his jaw.
The assassin’s face was filled with terror.
He had gathered intelligence that Shen Zhuo’s ability was [Mind Reading]. Therefore, the Kingdom of Nain had trained extensively against this; theoretically, no one should have been able to hear the voices in their hearts.
But no one told him that Shen Zhuo had other abilities!
What on earth is going on?!
“He is a citizen of Nain,” Chu Baixian, who had remained silent until now, finally spoke. His lazy tone sharpened abruptly with his next sentence, “This is the scheme of the Kingdom of Nain.”
Naintute shouted, “It has nothing to do with me!! Someone is framing me!!”
Ai Li stood beside him, patted his shoulder gently, and whispered, “I told you, your Father King doesn’t want you anymore.”
Ai Li suddenly dropped his grinning expression, his voice turning ice-cold. “Therefore, the Empire no longer needs the Kingdom of Nain.”
Du Feng glanced at the assassin and said indifferently, “Chu Baixian, within three days, mobilize thirty thousand troops from the military department. March to the Kingdom of Nain and demand an explanation.”
This means war!
Naintute trembled all over.
How could this happen? Father King clearly never mentioned this to me! Did they really abandon me…?!
No, that’s impossible.
My ability is the Kingdom’s winning weapon in war. I have never been defeated. Father King wouldn’t leave me behind. It must be Second Brother’s faction trying to seize power, so they framed me!
Naintute thought it over and couldn’t find a second reason.
The Empire only has the advantage of numbers; they don’t have many high-ranking military personnel.
Thinking of this, Naintute felt much more at ease.
“Tch, even if you declare war, you will lose. The Zerg are rampant at the borders, and most of the Empire’s forces are resisting them. How many S4s do you even have here?”
Naintute sneered, secretly activating [Earth Fissure], preparing to sink the Royal Palace directly into the ground. He intended to bury everyone here along with it.
He specifically moved a distance away from Chu Baixian to prevent him from interfering.
But before [Earth Fissure] could take effect, a terrifyingly powerful force suddenly crushed down on him.
It flattened him directly onto the ground.
“Indeed, we don’t have many S4s.”
Feng Muya held the assassin she had caught in the outer gardens and threw him in front of Naintute. She hadn’t managed to hold back her strength just now; the assassin’s neck had already been snapped.
Looking at Naintute, whose face was pale as he lay on the ground, Feng Muya knew his psychological defenses had collapsed.
Naintute had assumed there was no one present with a higher rank than him. But Feng Muya’s appearance caused him to lose all composure.
Why can a low-level Omega render me completely immobile?!
Before he realized it, Naintute had screamed his confusion aloud.
Feng Muya tapped her red lips and smiled abruptly. The young girl leaned in close, lifted her high heel, and stepped onto Naintute’s cheek, seemingly reading his thoughts.
“Because, of course, I am not a low-level Omega.”
The girl’s tone was brisk and cheerful. If one ignored her excessively violent actions, one might truly think she was just happy.
Naintute’s face was trampled out of shape, his hands pressed uncontrollably against the floor.
Chu Baixian walked over and patted his shoulder, seemingly with a touch of sympathy.
The [Earth Fissure] ability slowly dissipated.
Naintute looked green. “You are… an S3?”
That’s impossible. I didn’t even sense Feng Muya’s gland rank. One only fails to sense a rank if the opponent is too weak. How could she be on my level?!
Feng Muya wagged her finger.
She slowly peeled off the inhibitor patch from the back of her neck.
Red Rose pheromones submerged Naintute like a raging sea of flowers. That surging power was like a vast ocean or a towering mountain peak—endless, infinite power…
Not S3. Not even S4.
“You…” Naintute’s eyes bulged, his voice hoarse with disbelief. “The Empire actually… actually possesses an S5?!”
“You have been deceiving us all along!”
Naintute’s worldview collapsed.
“How could you possibly have an S5?!”
Shen Zhuo and Du Feng exchanged a look.
Du Feng said calmly, ” The Kingdom of Nain assassinated an Imperial Prince. The Empire will absolutely not let this matter rest.”
“As for you, Naintute.”
“Insulting the Queen, oppressing the Princess, disrespecting the people of the Empire, and despising the Empire itself.”
Du Feng’s expression was cold and heavy. “Lock him in the military prison to await trial.”
As the Emperor pronounced the sentence, the media in the corners snapped photos frantically.
“My God… Commander Du—no, His Majesty is too handsome!”
“This report must be broadcast globally!”
“Let all countries know the true strength of the Empire!”
“Pah! And they dared to look down on our Empire? What is the Kingdom of Nain even worth!”
“Young Master Ai and the Prince are also so cool! It seems they really entered Ares on their own merit. I admire them!”
The ceaseless sound of camera shutters finally made Naintute realize why there were so many media representatives at this banquet.
The Emperor and Queen… had been waiting for him.
Waiting for him to cause trouble, waiting for the assassin to strike.
They knew everything from the start, yet they never revealed a single flaw!
Shen Zhuo looked at Naintute. There was no mockery or sarcasm in his gaze—there was nothing at all. It was as if he were simply ignoring the shallow schemes of a child.
Shen Zhuo didn’t bother to argue, not because of his personality, but because this matter wasn’t worth his attention. The Empire had never taken the Kingdom of Nain seriously.
Naintute finally understood where the Empire’s confidence came from.
S5.
The Empire actually had an S5.
I must go back. I must tell Father King that we cannot let a war break out between the Empire and Nain!
We… We have no chance of winning.
The gland energy of a single S5 was equivalent to dozens, perhaps even hundreds, of S4s.
Fear appeared in Naintute’s eyes, and he averted his gaze, daring not look at Feng Muya. Consequently, he ignored the Emperor and Queen standing silently behind her.
He ignored the aura radiating from them, which was even more oppressive than Feng Muya’s.
Naintute never imagined that the Empire had more than one S5.
Feng Muya was the deterrent pushed to the forefront, but the Empire held even stronger trump cards in the shadows.
“If the Empire declares war on my country, aren’t you afraid that we will rally the surrounding nations to crusade against you together?!” Naintute screamed, unwilling to give up.
Chu Baixian hands in his pockets, raised an eyebrow. “Then we can withdraw the Southwest Garrison. Since you talk so tough, you should be able to fight the Zerg on your own, right?”
Naintute was speechless. “You…”
The Empire’s garrison in the Southwest was stationed on the borders beyond several countries, protecting all of humanity. This garrison had been established by the Empire since the emergence of the Zerg; they only dealt with the Zerg and ignored national politics.
However, other countries feared this, terrified that the garrison would invade their borders, and secret assassinations of garrison troops happened frequently.
Yet, the Empire had never made an issue of it. Even Feng Ling had always upheld the philosophy of national harmony.
“The Empire desires peace.”
At that moment, Du Feng spoke faintly. The Alpha lowered his head, his face rippleless, yet possessing a natural authority without anger.
Just as Naintute breathed a sigh of relief, the Emperor’s voice sounded again.
“But that does not mean the Empire fears war.”
Naintute looked up sharply, only to see the Emperor’s indifferent gaze, looking at him as if he were worthless grass. It was as if he were watching an inconsequential farce.
Du Feng waved his hand, signaling Chu Baixian to take the man away.
Naintute was still roaring as he was dragged out. However, the toughness he displayed upon arrival was completely gone. Only a facade of dignity remained, fragile as a piece of paper that would break at the slightest touch.
Under Ji Weishen’s direction, the rest of the guests bid farewell and left, leaving only the media who wanted to take more photos for the headlines.
“I’ll go handle the media.” Ai Li clapped his hands, put on a smile, and faced the flashing lights.
Behind Ai Li, Fu Qishang took over suppressing the assassins; his [Gravity Manipulation] ability kept them firmly pressed against the floor.
Liang Yeta began contacting the maintenance department to repair the damaged decorations in the palace.
Feng Muya stood before the Emperor and Queen, exerting her S5 pheromones to the limit, filling the entire banquet hall with the oppressive force of high-rank pheromones.
Du Feng gave orders to the surrounding military and palace guards regarding the increased defense measures.
Everyone performed their duties, and Shen Zhuo stood by the side, smiling as he watched them.
Friends and lovers, all so strong…
Being reborn in this life really left him with no regrets.
Suddenly, Shen Zhuo frowned. His steps faltered slightly.
A strong arm immediately supported him. Shen Zhuo looked up, his misty eyes meeting the Alpha’s lowered gaze.
Shen Zhuo didn’t want to disturb Du Feng’s arrangements and shook his head. “I’m fine…”
“Feng Muya,” Du Feng ignored Shen Zhuo’s words and called out to the girl in front.
Feng Muya turned around and saw Shen Zhuo’s knitted brows and the wet redness at the corners of his eyes. She understood immediately.
“You two go back. I’ll handle things here.”
Feng Muya took control of the palace guards out of Feng Ling’s sight, relying on no one else’s power. If she hadn’t been needed as a pawn to overturn the royal family, she would have entered Ares the same year as Shen Zhuo, eventually leading troops on the battlefield and displaying her greatest talents.
She could handle a small scene like this alone.
Du Feng had intended to carry Shen Zhuo back directly, but with so many media present, Shen Zhuo felt shy under the long lenses and cameras.
However, once out of the banquet hall, the boy stripped off his crown, outer robe, belt, and even tried to remove the burdensome shirt along the way.
Eventually, Du Feng, heart pounding with trepidation, swept him up into a horizontal carry and brought him into the bedroom.
Once inside, the Alpha carefully peeled off the inhibitor patch from the back of the boy’s neck.
The Epiphyllum pheromones of the heat period were thick and sweet.
The boy poked his head out from his embrace, his eyes completely glazed over, soft as water.
“…Du Feng.”
“We… Let’s have a child…”
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