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Dong E Lai glanced back and forth at the images projected by Fulu.
Bang!
He slammed his hand on the table, his eyes filled with rage. "Those bastards deserve to be punished a thousand times over!"
An official from the Political Department watched the videos, equally infuriated. It was clear they had no regard for the people of Huaxia. Did they think that Huaxia was still weak and helpless? That guy did well!
Liu Ren pondered for a moment before speaking. "Although I know this guy has no good intentions and is just shifting the blame, this tactic of his is clever. He has some brains. With these videos, our Foreign Affairs Department can handle the public pressure just fine!"
"Hmph!" Dong E Lai's expression was fierce. "In the battle at Kunlun Mountain, I will use their corpses as fertilizer!"
"Old Dong, you're not a kid anymore; stop letting your temper get the best of you," Liu Ren advised. "If we want to deal with the Easterners, we need to think about how to do it. As long as we win this Arena Battle, the Shinto from Eastern Japan will be left in shambles and won't rise again!"
"Alright, Liu, you've got what you wanted, so I won't keep you any longer. The wind in Tongcheng is strong at night!" Dong E Lai said somewhat irritably.
"It seems like our Thirteenth Division is the only one in the country that keeps stepping in dog poop; every day there's some supernatural incident happening here. My achievements from the past decade don't even compare to my time in Tongcheng!"
"That's just your luck!" Liu joked.
"Enough of that!" Dong E Lai rolled his eyes. "These officials from the capital only know how to speak in bureaucratic terms."
Liu Ren remained silent after that.
Dong E Lai looked at Chen Mo with suspicion. "You say Daoist Zuo is not dead? Is that true?"
"I believe it is!" Chen Mo nodded. "This method is very similar to what Daoist Zuo did when he slaughtered Huang Laodao's entire family, Ren Zhi!"
"Shh!" Dong E Lai raised a finger. "Regardless of whether your speculation is true or not, that was Wuchang himself who took action. We must consider Daoist Zuo as dead. Thanks to him, many thorns in our side have been eliminated."
"Even though we do not conspire together, to put it bluntly, I don’t think his methods are wrong. If I weren’t in this skin, I would have torn those Little Devils apart!"
Chen Mo frowned. As the Execution Department Chief, he adhered to the regulations. However, it was unprecedented that he and Daoist Zuo had reached an unusual understanding regarding matters concerning the Easterners.
But asking questions and investigating was unnecessary; ignorance was bliss. The Easterners were not a significant issue! If they were dead, so be it!
In the office, Zuo Ci was tinkering with the Wicked Vajra intercepted from the Government Building. This thing seemed not to require a formation for its use. The headquarters of Vajrayana housed a large number of followers.
These individuals held noble status and possessed rare destinies. Vajrayana referred to them as Cai Ren. They had worn Buddha Amulets imbued with dark magic for years, their souls secretly manipulated.
Whenever Vajrayana faced a catastrophic blow, the Ming Wang wielding the Wicked Vajra would cast spells to condense it from the desires of thousands. The Wicked Vajra, born from the amalgamation of countless desires, was not only indestructible but also possessed cultivation comparable to Dao Summit. This thing was practically a divine artifact for guarding one’s home!
Having established a foundation in Tongcheng, I am soon to participate in the so-called Arena Battle. This inevitably risks exposing my identity. I need to start preparing my trump cards, calibrating their threat level according to the situation I might face against the Old Celestial Master.
First, I will refine the Shi Sha from the Bai Liao Formation. Next, I will work on concocting the Wicked Vajra.
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