Rong Ming was so angry that he laughed. "Your Excellency must be joking. The moment you open your mouth, you call me a suspect. Could it be that Your Excellency is the chief of the garrison division?"
At that moment, a pleasant and elegant female voice was heard. "Faya is still as arrogant and despotic as ever."
The voice was so sweet that everyone couldn't help but glance at the source of the voice. It was Miss Tan Yumin.
Tan Yumin walked slowly with an elegant smile on her face. She glanced at Butchie calmly and immediately turned to Chen Mu with a sweet smile.
He felt the surrounding gazes converging on him. The jealousy and envy in those gazes made him feel uncomfortable.
God, one monkey is already troublesome. Two monkeys … How can I live?
"Miss Tan Yumin?" Butchie's gaze suddenly became fierce.
It wasn't the first time that Faya and Tan Yumin had fought. She had long heard of how powerful that woman was.
"Oh, you know me?"
Tan Yumin glanced at her lightly as if she was looking at air. She said calmly, "Yumin has experienced Faya's methods several times.
It seems that wherever Faya appears, there will be a murder case. "
Butchie snorted. "Miss Tan, it won't be too late to settle the grievances between us later.
What are you trying to do by shielding him this time? "
Her words were very clever. She pointed out that the two of them had grievances, which could easily mislead people. Tan Yumin had said that only because she wanted to take revenge on Faya.
"Grievances?"
Tan Yumin seemed to ponder the word for a while. Then, she suddenly smiled sweetly. "Faya has tried to assassinate me several times.
But … "She raised her smooth and flawless chin, and her expression suddenly became disdainful." Who are you to represent Faya?
I will naturally seek revenge from Faya. But as for you, do you have the right? "
Butchie's face suddenly turned red. Being looked down upon by the other party, blood rushed to her head in an instant.
The crowd in the hall suddenly exploded. Faya dared to assassinate Miss Tan Yumin?
At that moment, almost everyone looked at Xiaoman with unfriendly gazes.
Apart from the necessary banquets, she had spent all her time taking care of the orphans.
She wasn't just doing a show. She had used her actions to win everyone's respect and love.
However, Butchie still remembered her purpose there. She suppressed her anger. "Whether I have the right or not is not up to Miss Tan to decide.
However, this matter involves our Madam. No matter who it is, anyone who stands in our way is our enemy! "
Xiaoman's words were resolute and decisive, and everyone's hearts trembled at the same time!
In the Heavenly Drum Village District, Faya naturally couldn't oppose Moon Frost Island. Perhaps they also couldn't deal with Miss Tan Yumin, who had Mei Ji. But if they angered Faya, it wouldn't be difficult for Faya to deal with a local power like theirs!
Tan Yumin chuckled. "No matter how strong Faya is, it still has to be reasonable.
You say the White Commander is Qiao. Do you have any proof? "
Xiaoman remained unmoved and said in a deep voice, "Whether he is or not, we'll know once he takes off his mask."
Tan Yumin glanced at Chen Mu. White Mask's eyes didn't waver at all, as if everything that was happening in front of him had nothing to do with him.
Tan Yumin looked at Chen Mu. There was no fluctuation in the eyes of the White Mask. It was as though everything that was happening in front of him had nothing to do with him.
Chen Mu's indifferent look made her speechless.
Chen Mu was calm.
He suddenly realized that he had nothing to fear.
Apart from Butchie and Rong Ming, he wasn't worried about the others.
In such a complicated environment, once chaos broke out, no one could stop him, who had the Big Mud Fish Card.
By the time he met up with Wei-ah, there would be even fewer people in Dongrui who could stop them.
Their strength might not be enough to fight them head-on, but they couldn't be stopped by the number of card artisans.
Once they entered the jungle, not to mention Faya, even Tang Hanpei might not be able to catch them.
Wei-ah was a jungle expert. Xiaobo had honed his skills in the depths of the jungle for many years. Chen Mu could be considered half a jungle expert. Jungle warfare was what they were best at.
There was no need for him to be afraid!
After thinking it through, Chen Mu immediately became unperturbed and naturally very calm.
Tan Yumin was so protective of the White Commander that many people couldn't help but speculate.
With a meaningful smile, Tan Yumin said leisurely, "There's no need to take it off. I happen to know the White Commander's background."
She looked at Butchie mockingly. "I wonder how Faya would deal with you if they knew you had made a strong enemy at this time?"
"Miss Tan doesn't need to worry about that." Butchie's heart was cold, but her words were tough.
Could it be that this White Commander really had some sort of background?
Tan Yumin seemed to see Butchie's cowardice. The curve of her mouth widened, but her smile was still elegant. "Oh, I believe you must have heard of his master's name."
"Who is it?" Butchie had an ominous premonition in her heart and asked subconsciously.
"Caesar, the God of Slaughter!" Tan Yumin said softly.
Crash! Someone knocked over the table, spilling everything on the table onto the floor.
Someone spilled red wine on his snow-white shirt, but he didn't feel it.
But more people subconsciously took a few steps back, as if there was something terrifying in front of them.
Chen Mu was suddenly surrounded by emptiness. He stood there alone like a stubborn rock.
The white mask and the two black curved lines suddenly became murderous in the eyes of the crowd.
That indifferent gaze was like the god of death looking at a dying man, without a trace of emotion.
Rong Ming's expression changed slightly, and his gaze became fearful.
Butchie's face turned pale without a trace of blood.
Caesar, the God of Slaughter!
Those four words were like a nightmare in the hearts of the Heavenly Federation's card artisans.
The blood on Caesar's hands couldn't even be compared to that of an army.
If the air just now was like flowing fire, then the air now was as cold as the polar north wind. Everyone felt chills all over their bodies, as if they were about to freeze.
Dead silence. There was no sign of life!
No one dared to speak or even move. Even if their clothes were spilled with red wine or stained with cream, they didn't dare to wipe it off.
He was actually a disciple of the god of death, Caesar!
No wonder he had to wear a mask. That was what everyone thought at the same time. They didn't care at all if there was any logical connection between wearing a mask and being a disciple of Caesar.
There was no longer any struggle in Tai-shu Yong's gaze, only fear.
Chen Mu was a little surprised. He hadn't thought Caesar's name would have such power.
Little by little, beads of sweat appeared on Butchie's forehead. The situation in front of her was completely beyond her expectations.
Her adversary was actually a disciple of Caesar. That had stirred up a hornet's nest!
Caesar was a ruthless character that everyone was afraid of. There was no one but him who would dare to challenge the Federation Comprehensive Academy single-handedly.
What Caesar was most famous for was his irascible temper and murderous nature. He would make a move at the slightest disagreement, which was a common occurrence for him.
No power wanted to offend that madman!
Moreover, it was at such a critical time!
"White Commander, I didn't know you were a disciple of senior Caesar. I'm really sorry if I offended you just now."
Xiao Man tried her best to remain calm. She had been so overbearing just now. How could she suddenly give in now? How could she do it?
Looking at the 180-degree change in Butchie's attitude, Chen Mu felt like he was watching a farce.
From the beginning of Rong Ming's anger to the appearance of Tan Yumin and Butchie's apology, he hadn't said a word.
It was just that …
Chen Mu's gaze was getting colder and colder. A murderous aura gradually rippled along with his ice-cold gaze without a trace of warmth. Ping!
Ping! Ping!
There were people who couldn't hold the wine glasses in their hands and dropped them on the floor, smashing them into pieces.
Rong Ming cursed inwardly. He had seen Caesar before, but he had never thought that the card artisan who made him shudder with fear was actually Caesar!
Looking at Butchie's slightly pale face, he knew that things weren't looking good.
Naturally, the White Commander couldn't be offended, but if someone from Faya died in his place, his future days would be difficult.
"White Commander, don't be angry, don't be angry. I think this young lady didn't mean to offend you." Rong Ming hurried to smooth things over while giving Tai-shu Yong a look.
Tai-shu Yong, whose face was full of fear, reacted. Just as he was about to open his mouth, Chen Mu spoke.
His voice was flat and cold, like the feeling of a blade being pressed against the neck.
"No matter who you are, you have to pay the price for slandering me in public!"
The two black lines on the white mask seemed to come alive as the muscles on his face trembled. It was indescribably strange and gloomy.
Rong Ming groaned inwardly.
"Today is Miss Rong's birthday, and I don't want to spoil such a beautiful scene."
Rong Ming's heart immediately relaxed, but he didn't have time to rejoice.
A monstrous murderous aura, accompanied by a cold sentence, swept across the entire hall, blowing away the rejoicing in Rong Ming's heart!
"Ten moves, regardless of victory or defeat!"
If Chen Mu had said that before, everyone would have laughed at him.
But now, everyone felt that it was only natural.
Moreover, they felt that the White Commander was going to let this woman go that day.
All of this was because of one name — Caesar, the God of Slaughter!
Chen Mu didn't think about that. His gaze was fixed on Butchie.
The murderous aura was churning in his chest. Unlike what others thought, he had no intention of letting Butchie go.
The matter of offending Faya had long since had no effect on him.
Hadn't he thoroughly offended Faya?
He and Faya were now true enemies of life and death, and there was no possibility of reconciliation!
In front of him was an excellent opportunity!
Butchie's arrogance and overbearing manner gave him enough excuse to launch an attack, but he also knew that if his intentions were exposed, Rong Ming would certainly make a move!
He would never let Butchie die in his home.
So, he deliberately said ten moves. Only then would Rong Ming not interfere.
No one believed he could kill Butchie in ten moves, even if he had the halo of a disciple of Caesar.
Rong Ming didn't believe it, Butchie didn't believe it, Tan Yumin didn't believe it, and no one else believed it!
Moreover, he couldn't use Bipolar and the Golden Word Shackle, which would expose his identity.
The only thing he could use was Hundred Changes!
Relying on Hundred Changes, he could kill Butchie in ten moves …
There was only one thing in his quiet, cold gaze — murderous aura!