Outside the Siam Mansion, everything remains calm, yet the police, military, and governnt, with over ten Earth Immortal officials, have secretly monitored the area, surrounding it with a large web of Divine Thought.
Hu Rui Nian follows behind an elderly man who appears to be in his fifties or sixties, dressed in a sophisticated suit, emanating an aura of authority that commands great intimidation. He is a provincial-level senior official and a powerful Celestial Immortal.
"Are we certain?" The elderly man's tone is calm but imposes great pressure on Hu Rui Nian, as he is the ntor who has always supported him. If the elder leads this mission successfully, everything will be negotiable, but if it fails...
Hu Rui Nian nods and says, "This was told to by Wang Xuan, the master of the Immortal Martial Combat Hall. I was previously unaware of his renown on the Mother Star."
"Titled King Xuan, the demon alchemist once wounded the third-generation disciple Zhao Hao at the peak of Earth Immortal of Celestial Sword Mountain. There's also a rumor that he battled the Spirit Race's pride and subdued an Earth Level alien, and opposed a powerful Pure Yang alien."
"These pieces of information can be found if one makes the effort to search. Such a talented figure on the Celestial Pride List, I believe what he says."
After learning about Wang Xuan's nurous achievents, Hu Rui Nian had to look up to him. Such a pride is renowned even on the Mother Star with a distinguished na.
The prideful, powerful disciples of top mountain gates disdain playing tricks on the Mother Star, which is why Hu Rui Nian trusts Wang Xuan.
The elder also reflects on this, Wang Xuan's identity certainly catches his attention. Judging solely from the rumored combat power, Wang Xuan's strength doesn't fall short compared to his own and his future prospects are even greater.
"In that case, we should go in." The elder believes that Wang Xuan is willing to help resolve this human and demon race conflict.
On the top floor of Siam Mansion, the whole floor spans several thousand square ters, lavish and unimaginable in its opulence, with no partitions as far as the eye can see, resembling the size of a football field.
The interior design, masterfully done, is excellent in feng shui, inducing joy and relaxation and ensuring a comfortable and healthy disposition over ti.
In this massive "office" of the chairman, a young man stands with a shrewd aura, casually entertaining a youth from India.
Lan Kun, smiling, says to the man before him, "Singer, this business isn't easy to conduct. I am pleased with the goods in your possession, but the risks upon acceptance are also considerable."
A hundred thousand humanoid alien won, enslaved after being fitted with electronic collars to work in entertainnt venues, naturally yield high profits.
Singer, from India's Immortal Holy Land which rose in the past few decades, a Divine Hall of Death created by the Immortal Yama, excels among third-generation disciples with abundant resources at his disposal.
"After the Gate of the World appeared, the Divine Hall of Death, Brahma Heaven Domain, and Tianfang City joined forces, spending nearly ten years to completely conquer it.
The re hundred thousand aliens are nothing more than a drop in the ocean compared to the population of the Permanent Light World. It's insignificant. I can bring those aliens out, and you can turn them into profit. It's a mutually beneficial matter, isn't there no reason to refuse?
As for the risks you ntioned? Who cares about the rights of aliens! Although it's unethical and unkind, there is no necessity for kindness towards them as our enemies.
Your Fist Emperor Valley dominates Southeast Asia, with absolute authority. Is it difficult to process the re hundred thousand aliens? What rumors can't be suppressed, no matter what spreads what's the harm!"
Singer treats aliens like livestock, having witnessed too many of his compatriots die in that Permanent Light World. Now that the world is finally conquered, isn't everything there their spoils of war?
Moreover, the massive population of that world cannot be settled rapidly. As the Mother Star's origin is consud, the living density increases to the point where without relocation, they will inevitably perish.
"Since you say so, I can't refuse anymore..."
Lan Kun and Singer discuss the price. This hundred-billion-dollar deal is rely a trial, and if it proves viable, Singer can arrange for many more alien won.
But during the conversation, soone reports: "Chairman, Deputy Governor of the Federation Governnt, Ming Qing, has arrived, accompanied by Mayor Hu Rui Nian.
They say that Siam Mansion mistakenly captured the Silver Ape Race's Saint Heir, prior beast tide surged because of this, hoping to converse with you, discussing the release of the Silver Ape Saint Heir."
Lan Kun frowns, truly unaware of this matter, asking, "The capture of the Silver Ape Saint Heir, such a task, given its level, must have been included in the action plan, execution, and post-capture summary sent to .
At least three reports, why haven't I received a single one? You, fools, are highly negligent. Or perhaps you're concealing it from , disregarding entirely?
Within Siam Mansion, protocols are clear, such issues shouldn't arise. The accused breaks into a sweat, as if questioned whether they intend to revolt!
"No, no, no, young master Lan Kun, we indeed captured a silver ape with extraordinary lineage, discovering this only post-capture.
This action plan was rely ordinary level, not even Human Immortal level, thus not appearing on your desk.
We only learned of mistakenly capturing the Silver Ape Saint Heir today, in theory, the research process would have upgraded the level long before, yet the lab consistently concealed the results..."
"Seems like there's a major incident within the corporation." Lan Kun sneers coldly.
Glancing at Singer, this disciple of the Immortal Holy Land requires high-standard hospitality, montarily Lan Kun apologizes, "This matter requires my imdiate attention."
Soon after, Lan Kun welcos the elderly man accompanied by Hu Rui Nian here, he is also at the peak of Earth Immortal, inferior to elder Ming Qing.
"This matter arose due to an internal fault within my corporation. During capture, we mistook a common species, causing inconvenience for senior Ming Qing due to our mistake."
Lan Kun speaks appropriately but retains his arrogance, he considers such trivial incidents inconsequential, undeserving of his humility.
The elder understands that as Southeast Asia's strongest, the Siam King deserves respect even from local governnts. Their approach can't be aggressive.
Soon, the Silver Ape Saint Heir appears before Hu Rui Nian, yet the Little Silver Ape is covered in wounds, its vitality drained, its body damaged by various experints, like having ventured through the Eighteen Layers of Hell.
"This..." Hu Rui Nian's complexion darkens, Silver Ape Saint Heir like this couldn't suffice as a handover, Silver Ape Race retaliating aggressively would be fortunate.
Lan Kun equally infuriated: "In such short ti, why has the Silver Ape Saint Heir turned like this?!"
"The research on this lifeform from capture to experint was handled entirely by Dr. Jin, about which we're clueless."
"Where is Dr. Jin?" Lan Kun demands harshly.
"Van... vanished."
Lan Kun glaringly accuses, "You useless bunch!" It's an embarrassing mishap; such incidents in his Siam Mansion undermine his control.
Extracting a few Pills, Lan Kun lets the Silver Ape Saint Heir recover to a fraction, this is all he can do. Even if the Silver Ape Race rages, what's their recourse?
"Capture Dr. Jin, imdiately hand him to the Silver Ape Race post-capture." Lan Kun decides to shift all bla onto Dr. Jin. Who else to bear it instead!
Hu Rui Nian departs, returning half an hour later, carrying the Silver Ape Saint Heir, weak and exhausted, imdiately riled upon seeing the Elder Silver Ape, baring teeth and claws at humans.
This incident, no matter how, creates lasting consequences.
Whether for the Silver Ape Race or Southeast Asia's demon race, witnessing the Silver Ape Saint Heir's post-capture ordeal, such shaful research, experintation, and abuse, will remain etched in mory.
Wariness towards humans will increase, making future collaborations challenging, avoiding animosity is fortunate, let alone advancing together.
Demon Race's Demon Immortals depart with the Silver Ape Saint Heir, Wang Xuan narrows his eyes, others unaware of Dr. Jin's whereabouts; he, however, knows.
And this incident is concluded hastily, without anyone benefiting, be it humans or demon race, Wang Xuan naturally becos vigilant.
"Seems like so darkness invaded here, this incident executed exceptionally, achieving its divisive objective. Unfortunately, you encountered ."
Wang Xuan imdiately departs, disregarding Earth Immortal associations, nor paying heed to Lan Kun's surprised expression, he maneuvers various animals, himself swiftly advancing towards Dr. Jin's hiding place.
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