CHAPTER 703: CHAPTER 427: THE RED CAPITAL’S SINCERITY, HONOR, AND BENEFITS!

Buzz!!

Under the azure sky, several flying devices slowly descended.

The symbol of the red maple leaf caught the attention of many, while several military jeeps drove by below, carrying dozens of armed warriors.

In addition, a number of cars arrived, carrying reporters from media companies and news agencies, equipped with various cameras, their faces filled with excitement as they rushed to the scene.

"What’s happening here? Why are there reporters?"

"It seems they’re here for Senior Brother, could it be for an interview?"

"It doesn’t look like it, the atmosphere feels serious."

Whispers of discussion arose, with many passersby stopping to watch, and even the members of the Flame Tiger Sect distributing supplies were full of curiosity.

Even Selin and Yang Wudi frowned, somewhat puzzled, as they stood and gazed into the distance.

Finally,

The military flying devices landed on the ground, stopping in the square outside the Martial Arts Hall.

Screech! Clack!

The cabin doors opened, and a wisp of white vapor wafted out.

One by one, individuals dressed in camouflage combat uniforms, including Mechanical Martial and Transformed People, emerged, while two teams of armed soldiers quickly disembarked from military jeeps, their expressions solemn as they spread out to form an escort formation on either side.

This display made Chen Feng’s eyes flicker slightly, and Chairman Li Yun and the others smiled and stepped back slightly, standing behind him.

"It’s Mr. Xia."

Chairman Li Yun softly reminded him, and Chen Feng’s heart tensed.

The surname Xia held special significance in Chi Country.

Tap, tap!

Before he could ponder further, footsteps echoed.

Gazing into the cabin, he saw several figures emerging.

Han Chao was at the back, accompanied by General Zhang, who also lingered behind.

Two General-level figures stood at the front, both showing traces of gray hair, at least in their early sixties.

There was even an unfamiliar Legendary Flying General among them.

Yet, they were not the center of the entourage.

For in front of them, a middle-aged man in a black Tang suit, wearing leather shoes, walked forward.

His hair was slicked back in a 3-7 parting, gray and black.

Thick eyebrows, a lean face, with a healthy complexion.

He exuded a subtle authority that was deliberately restrained, his eyes should have been deep, yet they were exceptionally bright, reflecting the sky.

With just one glance, Chen Feng felt a sense of familiarity.

Though he had never met him privately, he recalled a figure often seen on television and in the news.

Xia Mingyuan, a representative member of the General Association Council.

Also serving as Minister of External Defense, holding a truly high position.

As mentioned earlier by Chu Shihong, Chairman Li Yun’s greatest backing in the Red Capital, a true power-wielding member of Chi Country’s Royal Family.

"Carrying the sun, moon, and stars, transcending in martial arts."

"Opening the path of life and death with fists, saving the mountains and rivers with strength."

The deep voice sounded in his ears as the man approached Chen Feng.

"Master Chen, it’s a pleasure to meet you this time."

"And much appreciation for everything you’ve done for Nanjiang."

Their eyes met, the bright eyes conveyed sincere goodwill, and the extended right hand showed respect.

The pressure of authority from the superior was withheld to the extreme, the words of praise echoing in his ears.

Suddenly, under the gaze of everyone.

Facing the curious and cautious looks of the unfamiliar Legendary Flying General, Chen Feng nodded, smiled, and shook hands with him.

"Mr. Xia, you flatter me."

"I am a councilor of Nanjiang, just doing what I should."

"What a commendable sense of duty! Master Chen is indeed as upright and selfless as the rumors suggest, earning admiration..."

Mr. Xia nodded repeatedly in praise, yet no one around showed a strange expression.

A Martial Artist comparable to a Legendary Flying General, fully deserving of such respect.

Let alone saving an entire city.

"Although Master Chen might not care about the matter in Nanjiang, it is something we keep in our hearts."

"Whether in Feng Province or the Red Capital, everyone is filled with gratitude."

Mr. Xia smiled as he continued the conversation, then released the handshake, motioning behind him.

"Therefore, we hope to properly express this gratitude."

"Ensuring our hero receives the honor he deserves, and that his legacy is eternally celebrated."

Tap, tap!

The sound of leather shoes hitting the ground echoed.

Gazing in the direction, several soldiers dressed in regular uniforms, with solemn expressions, approached side by side.

Some carried a uniform adorned with a Lieutenant General’s insignia, others held a red box containing an honor medal, along with a briefcase prepared with special resources.

The accompanying General-level figures smiled kindly at this moment, and Han Chao and General Zhang watched with envy and admiration.

A Lieutenant General rank, needless to say.

Even if it was mostly honorary and held no real power, it was a status that most could only aspire to achieve.

And that medal shaped like a maple leaf was a first-class star level, representing many privileges far beyond what people know of second and third-class honors, considered a top-level honor that very few could receive while alive.

In an instant, countless gazes burned with intensity.

Lin Hao watched with envy, while Chairman Li Yun’s smile broadened.

Master Li Tong and the disciples of the Flame Tiger Sect were filled with pride and admiration, while others from the super group paying attention to this scene had complex expressions, their thoughts scattering.

....

"Young and formidable indeed."

Within a building on the floating island in the Radiant Secret Realm,

A virtual floating projection displayed the scene of Nanjiang’s reconstruction, with a young man at the entrance of the Martial Arts Hall surrounded by soldiers, saluting and receiving honors.

Witnessing this scene, an old man in long robes sitting on a red grandmaster chair sighed, while the middle-aged man behind him dressed in a Flying General combat uniform had a complex expression.

"To have Xia Mingyuan personally come to grant him honors, not to mention martial arts strength comparable to the Legendary Level...."

"Xiao Wu, you mentioned it was possibly him who killed Xiao Luo’s unremarkable son back then."

"Is this matter still certain?"

As the voice fell, the Flying General with a crystal badge on his left chest had a changing gaze, lowering his head.