CHAPTER 688: CHAPTER 671: GOD OF SLAUGHTER, MAY I MAKE A REQUEST?

Nan Qingying awkwardly nodded, then stepped aside, a trace of coldness flashing in her eyes.

In fact, she came down to greet Ye Huan not because of Apollo’s instructions, but she actively requested this opportunity from Apollo to meet the idol she worships in her heart — the God of Slaughter!

The purpose was to take advantage of this brief solitary moment to learn as much as possible about her idol and see if she could gain any guidance from the God of Slaughter, or learn something from him to improve her own abilities.

And now, that was all ruined by a phone call!

Nan Qingying answered the call, her voice incredibly somber, filled with anger: "You damn dog, calling me in the middle of the night for what!"

On the other end of the line, Nan Zhan was stunned, almost spitting out old blood in anger.

Such a hostile tone, did she eat gunpowder in the middle of the night?

Nan Zhan suppressed his anger, his voice low: "Qingying, no matter what, I am your father, can’t you speak with a bit more respect..."

"Nan Zhan, stop trying to act familiar with me."

"Ever since you knocked me out and sent me to Lin Xie’s bed, and I got pregnant unexpectedly, I sought justice but was punched into a miscarriage by Lin Xie. Then you turned against me, making my miscarriage known all over Capital City, saying I could no longer marry into a family of equal status, and couldn’t bring any benefits to the family but would even ruin the family reputation. Finally, you severed ties with me, pulled out my oxygen tube, and dragged me out of the ICU to throw me onto the street, is that what you call being a ’father’? You are nothing but a beast, don’t try to act familiar with me!"

Nan Qingying sneered coldly, her voice becoming even more frigid: "If you have something to say, say it, don’t waste my time!"

Damn!

Ungrateful daughter!

Nan Zhan was furious. How could a daughter speak to her father like this?

If it wasn’t for me dragging you out of the ICU and throwing you onto the streets back then, could you have stumbled over to the West and eventually become a Celestial God General?

Ungrateful wretch!

But there’s no choice.

Nan Zhan could only rant in his heart.

After all, Nan Rui will inevitably become a Divine Dragon Guard or even a Dragon God level expert in the future, but that is the future.

Nan Qingying is a noble Celestial God General, someone who cannot be provoked for the time being.

Nan Zhan swallowed his pride and redirected the conversation back on track, speaking solemnly: "The arrangements for the Nan-Qin alliance have been mostly completed. Are you ready to assassinate this traitor Ye Huan?"

"You called me in the middle of the night just for this?" Nan Qingying shouted angrily: "Nan Zhan, you really are brainless! Who am I? The Sun God General! To kill a traitor, what preparation do I need? If I can’t kill Ye Huan, only a Celestial God level expert could deal with him! If you dare call me in the middle of the night again to harass me, I’ll take your life!"

After a round of cursing, Nan Qingying hung up the phone.

On the other end, Nan Zhan subconsciously moved the phone a few centimeters away from his ear, his face tense, fearing Nan Qingying’s spit might spray over through the phone.

To speak to one’s father with such a tone, ungrateful daughter!

Though frustrated inside, Nan Zhan felt relieved on the surface.

After previously enjoying a moment of sharing Nan’s family’s bright future with Nan Rui, he brought his attention back to reality.

The most important thing at the moment is still the Nan-Qin marriage alliance and getting rid of Ye Huan.

Plus, since Nan Rui fears the four hundred billion might be wasted, he made a call to Nan Qingying, wanting to confirm once more that she is absolutely confident in taking down Ye Huan.

Although Nan Qingying’s tone was harsh, her response made Nan Zhan feel very satisfied.

A huge weight in his heart was completely lifted.

Nan Qingying was right, if she couldn’t take down Ye Huan, then Ye Huan must be a Celestial God level master!

Which is absolutely impossible!

Ye Huan is now twenty-five years old, five years younger than Nan Rui.

If Ye Huan is now a Celestial God level master, doesn’t that mean his martial talent is even greater than Nan Rui’s?

What a ridiculous notion!

Who is Nan Rui? A miraculous genius certified by the Qing Family in the Dragon Gate, possessing Dragon God level martial talent!

If Ye Huan’s talent was better than Nan Rui’s, why would the Qing Family choose to marry off their youngest daughter to Nan Rui instead of the more well-off Ye Huan?

Overthinking!

The four hundred billion will surely not be wasted!

Spending it to eliminate Ye Huan is definitely worth it!

In one week, Ye Huan will surely meet his end at the Nan family’s mansion, at the hands of Nan Qingying!

...

"Cyan Level Sequence?"

At the top floor of the Violet Holiday Hotel, in the Presidential Suite.

On the suite’s terrace, under the moonlight, Ye Huan was sitting on a stone stool, sipping tea, then asked, "So, because you discovered the first ’ultimate weapon’, you were rewarded and promoted to a team leader position in the sequence?"

Lin Xie stood beside, lowered his head, swallowed a gulp of saliva, and nodded: "Yes."

"In general, how many people are in a squad?" Ye Huan inquired.

"A squad typically consists of ten members plus one leader."

"But as I mentioned, being a squad leader, the organization won’t assign team members to me because my mission is still to stay undercover in the Dragon Gate to gather intel on Huaxia and the Dragon Gate for the organization."

"Having too many people might instead expose us."

Lin Xie answered honestly without the slightest hint of deception.

Ye Huan, scrutinizing Lin Xie, could see he was not lying, continued questioning: "Aside from promoting you to Cyan Level Sequence, were there other rewards?"

"Yes, two top-notch foreign women and a mansion worth ten million US Dollars."

Lin Xie gave an embarrassed smile: "But they are all overseas."

These words seemed to hold no special value.

Having battled in the Dark World for years with Apollo, Ye Huan quickly discerned the underlying intention behind the sequence providing these rewards to Lin Xie.

The two exchanged a knowing smile.

Ye Huan’s lips curved into an enigmatic smirk: "Lin Xie, you are quite lucky, the sequence might be planning to heavily utilize you."

"Ah?"

Lin Xie was puzzled, somewhat confused.

"The foreign women and the mansion, though described as rewards, are merely bait the sequence tossed your way."

"By doing this, the sequence intends to keep you hooked, subconsciously encouraging you to look forward to a future where you return to the West as a ’major contributor to the sequence’, enjoying mansions, luxury cars, and beautiful women, living a life of debauchery, reaching the pinnacle of life."

"This way, it will make you, Lin Xie, more loyal to the sequence, striving harder for this goal, thereby diligently serving the sequence in Huaxia."

"Without a doubt, they will soon start to heavily utilize you, assigning you deeper-level tasks from the sequence in Huaxia."

"Congratulations, you are about to ’make it’."

Ye Huan said with a grin.

Upon learning about his imminent ’success’, Lin Xie felt no joy, instead, his heart bled, his face ashen.

He originally could have walked the path to the pinnacle of life.

But now, his life is in the hands of these two ominous figures before him, hence he must work for them, betraying the organization!

If the organization found out, reaching the pinnacle of life would be out of the question, dying a torturous death would be a relief!

Alas!

Lin Xie’s fists clenched tightly, his teeth gritted more firmly, filled with deep resentment.

Seeing this, Ye Huan displayed a playful expression: "Lin Xie, are you regretting it? Regretting agreeing to Qin Wudao’s challenge and exposing yourself, leading to your current predicament."

Lin Xie jolted, quickly relaxing his clenched fists, gave a wry smile: "I... wouldn’t dare..."

Though he said so, he was filled with regret inside!

If he had known he was to face the God of Slaughter, he wouldn’t have dared to come even with ten times the courage.

"Regret is regret, no need for explanations."

"Even if you regret it, being a mole for us is your only path to survival."

Ye Huan sipped his tea again, smacking his lips before smiling slightly: "Next, your task is to leverage your newly promoted position in the sequence and use all means to rise higher, thereby facilitating the execution of more in-depth tasks that the sequence will assign to you in Huaxia."

"I understand, but..."

Lin Xie took a deep breath, clenching his teeth, "Lord God of Slaughter, I have a request..."