Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy Chapter 983: 756: Empire’s Deceitful Fox

Chapter 983: Chapter 756: Empire’s Deceitful Fox

All of them?…

The man called Tian Hua was not the least bit restrained but instead gave a spontaneous smile.

Looking at Prince Xuyang who was enjoying himself like an emperor over there, he picked up a peeled crystal grape and tossed it into his mouth, closing his eyes to savor the feeling of juice exploding in his mouth.

And when he opened his eyes again, the entire brilliantly illuminated hall was reflected in his bright pupils.

“For appearances, there are three misleading movents. The Empire’s Logistics Departnt has had Colonel Cao, who joined just a week ago, closely associating with Seventh Prince’s guests, a matter that everyone knows. Roside, the Lieutenant Colonel in charge of data retrieval at the Arms Control Center, has been on sick leave for three days, yet there is no record of any illness in the dical facility. anwhile, Xuan Xu, who once served in the Seventh Prince’s reorganized Forty-ninth Army as an ace chanical master, has been newly appointed as the Deputy Captain of the Forbidden Army’s Fourteenth Guard in the Imperial City.”

“As for the covert line, firstly, Mr. Fu, the guest of Seventh Prince, has already rushed to the Tech Star Capital to conduct armor technology alignnt for the Coiling Dragon Mother Ship.”

“Secondly, the Imperial Eagle Eye just replaced a mber with level C authorization last week…”

“Thirdly,…”

Within this luxurious and enchanting atmosphere, the young man whose eyes exuded wisdom and maturity spoke smoothly and eloquently.

Neither seed concerned whether the won in the hall could hear them.

And those graceful, dancing beauties showed no sign of fear upon hearing such top-secret information.

Because, they already knew the character of their Prince.

If it truly were confidential, even hearing a single word would an they couldn’t live a second longer.

This move by the prince simply indicated that these matters aren’t considered confidential by him.

Moreover, they are… dead soldiers.

The dancers knew this, and so did the man nad Tian Hua, so he casually finished speaking and laughed: “The prince’s daily assessnts, I’m almost struggling to keep up.”

“Hahaha, I doubt you. There probably isn’t anyone on this Emperor Star who can make Tian Hua struggle, not even Marshal Reingano who avoids dealing with you.”

“One civil, one military; it’s better to maintain clear boundaries with the Marshal, so His Highness can be at ease.”

The man with a free and extraordinary temperant extended his right hand outward casually, and a stunning maidservant with delicate skin dressed in thin gauze shyly handed over a glass of wine.

Without looking aside, he drank it in one go.

“Tian Hua, one man stands for a noble clan, you are truly worthy within this Empire. We’ve known each other for how many years now… In a blink, I have hundreds of beauties in my harem, yet you’re still single, hahahaha.”

The first part of Prince Xuyang’s statent seed nostalgic for the old days, and the latter flickeringly reverted to his whimsical mindset.

“During the family’s decline, when people were anxious, soone inevitably had to step out. This glass of wine, I toast to the prince’s recognition and kindness.”

Another beckoning, another glass of wine was presented.

The man of extraordinary temperant gazed at Xuyang on the high seat, bowed, and drank fully.

“Pretentious, but I like it.”

Casually picking up a pure silver goblet before him, laying on a beauty’s lap, pouring the wine in a thin line into his mouth.

The prince’s gaze seed sowhat dazed.

The two drank three rounds in such a joyous atmosphere, and after finishing, Prince Xuyang seed genuinely overwheld by the alcohol.

Then, hiccuping and sowhat drunk, he said: “In the future, you must join in overlooking this vast starry sky; you are my think tank, the back of Xuyang is entrusted to you… the Federation Senate, the Empire Elder Council, and my fourth brother and sixth brother… so many, battling others, the pleasure never ends, hahahaha…”

The ostensibly delirious Prince Xuyang, after speaking, simply leaned back, then unknowingly embraced a maid and fell directly into a deep sleep.

Two seconds later, a gentle snoring sound was heard.

Within the brilliantly illuminated hall, the “decadent sounds” also faded, and all the won stopped their actions, folded their hands in front, and quietly stood aside.

The carefree young man lower than Xuyang now had drowsy eyes as well, shaking his head with force, and did not show any other expression due to Xuyang’s blissful slumber.

After closing his eyes and straining to hear the seemingly mad ramblings, he then opened his eyes, placed a hand over his left chest, and bowed respectfully.

A magnetic, gentle voice reverberated in the empty hall.

“Prince, rest assured… everything is under control.”

A plain statent expressed utter thunder.

After speaking, the man faced Xuyang and lowered his head.

Retreating step by step.

Thus slowly he withdrew towards the doorway of the hall.

The magnificent door inlaid with imperial yellow crystal, two maids stood to the sides, slowly pulled open the door.

After another deep bow, the man nad Tian Hua finally turned towards the outside, preparing to step forth out of the hall.

“Sir…”

But it was at this mont, a soft, delicate voice sounded behind him.

The young man, slightly drowsy, turned around, his eyes showing a mix of three parts admiration and seven parts calm.

The woman speaking was the sa woman who had poured him wine earlier, still a beauty to rival closed-moon shy-flower, shyly looking at the man before her, the emotion hidden in her shimring eyes was about to overflow.

“What is it?”

The man just politely and respectfully asked.

“Before, His Highness placed sothing specifically instructing it be handed to you when you leave.”

“Oh, what is it?”

This sotis wild, sotis serene man showed a hint of light curiosity.

This move by Prince Xuyang, he really hadn’t anticipated.

“The maid doesn’t know.”

After speaking, she handed over a black water-condensed wooden box the size of a palm, carved with the royal emblem of the Empire.

The young man’s expression beca solemn, receiving it with both hands.

“Sir, return ho and rest early.”

“Thank you, Miss Xuan Yu.”

After expressing gratitude, then in… the maid’s affectionate yet subtly resentful gaze, he turned calmly away.

The door finally closed.

Standing alone in the crystal-paved hallway, the man shook his head, directly opened the gift sent by the prince.

“Hmm?”

When his gaze fell upon it, the man’s pupils contracted slightly.

Inside the wooden box was a parchnt—an Imperial City land deed.

“Empire Star Qingchuan Lot No. 17, hereby gifted to Mr. Mu Tianhua, permitting generational succession, wishing you safeguard our Empire’s peace for a hundred years.”

—Xuyang.

The flamboyant inscription, the fierce yet majestic golden imperial royal seal.

Made this man’s thoughts wander.

The Qingchuan land, the true paradise of Gardot Empire’s Emperor Star.

The Emperor Star has hosted hundreds of years of noble houses, the Empire’s orthodox royal family, descendants of founding heroes…all reside here.

It can be said, without reaching the pinnacle of aristocracy, entry to Qingchuan land is forbidden.

It seems, during the Mu Family’s prosperity years, rely receiving an invitation to enter once could be boasted about for a lifeti.

And now…

Mu Tianhua looked at the light but weighty parchnt in his hand.

His heart filled with a myriad of emotions.

“Prince, Tianhua… dares not fail.”

Recalling the Mu Family, which had been almost divided completely but was revitalized by his desperate efforts.

Rembering Bean Sprout, who had been barely hanging onto life but was eventually saved at the royal hospital arranged by His Highness.

He is the descendant of fallen nobility, with a hundred mouths behind him needing sustenance, not to be bullied. He stands alone in the Imperial City as one who could be an entire noble house; he is Prince Xuyang’s strongest strategist, a player under this vast sky, possessing Gardot Empire’s unique respect, he is — the Empire’s Deceitful Fox.

Mu Tianhua shook his head and sighed deeply.

Turning around, looking at the tightly closed crystal door, he placed a hand over his chest and bent in a bow.

Then turned to leave, carrying both casualness and pride.

Just as he said before while intoxicated…

Everything is under control.