Chapter 28
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nTranslator:Henyee TranslationsEditor:Henyee Translations
nHearing the words “old bastard,” the other “soldiers of the Fire Dragon Unit” narrowed their eyes and gave off a murderous air.
nBut the three keyboard warriors didn’t notice a thing.
nJohnny was back to his old self and no longer seemed anxious. He crossed his legs and took out his phone. “Can I use my phone?”
n“Of course,” said a “soldier.”
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nUseless_scholar wrote, “Guys, I’m back!”
n“Holy **! He’s back!”
n“I thought he was dead! Why is he back?”
n“@useless_scholar Bro, what happened? Who was your visitor?”
n“That’s right. What’s going on over there?”
nUseless_scholar said, “Thank you for your concern! I’m fine! I thought the old bastard sent them, but it was actually the government. It was a false alarm. I knew that old bastard couldn’t have this kind of resource. He couldn’t have known where I lived. He’s just an ordinary person like all of us! He can’t be that powerful!”
n“My friend, I think you should use your words more carefully. Don’t you feel sorry for what you did?”
n“That’s right. Man, you really should post an apology video and delete your old posts. It’ll be safer that way.”
n“You’re hopeless. I was hoping that the old gentleman’s people would take you away!”
nUseless_scholar replied, “I’m sorry to disappoint you, then. You all must have been so disappointed! Grow some balls! Why are you afraid of him? I won’t delete anything, and I won’t apologize. The government is protecting me now. That old bastard can’t touch me! I’ve scolded Stella Shane for him. What more does he want? Bring it on! I’d like to see what he can do!”
n“He’s hopeless.”
nStubbornman wrote, “Oh no, there are a lot of soldiers outside my house! They’re not from the old man, are they?”
nUseless_scholar wrote, “@Stubbornman Calm down, bro. That old fool doesn’t have an army. They must be from the government! Just relax.”
nA minute later, Stubbornman wrote, “It’s true! They’re from the government! That old fool isn’t so scary, after all.”
n“These trolls are beyond saving,” other netizens commented.
n“Even Stella Shane has posted an apology video. Why are they so stubborn? Do they think they’re somehow tougher than her?”
n“Don’t ask me. It’s none of our business. Let’s see what’ll happen next!”
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nEarlier that day at 7:30 in the morning, in the penthouse suite 888 in Aurora, a five-star hotel in Bywater, Warren sat on the sofa with Yosef and James next to him. He had broken into a cold sweat.
nThere were two more people in the room. One of them was an old man dressed in a traditional suit with hair so long that his braid reached his waist. The other one was a woman. She was scantly clad in shiny blue armor that was made from nail-sized scales, and her thick, wavy hair was even longer than the old man’s. It was long enough to touch the floor.
nIt was as if she was attached to her hair instead of the other way around.
nThey were Drake Soan and Phoebe Soan, the most fierce members of the Soan empire.
nDrake was in charge of the village and Phoebe the Himmelian Pavilion. They were siblings. Liam, the head of the Himmelians, was their brother as well. His original name was Tiger Soan.
nThe three siblings hardly ever left their territories. It was very rare of them to make contact with the outside world.
nApart from Himmel Soan, hardly anyone in the empire could subdue them, not even the powerful members that operated overseas. The three of them would treat them as equal and no more. When they were around, people like Warren and Yosef would hold their breaths.
nThe siblings were genuine cultivators. They were taught by Himmel Soan himself!
n“Speak. How did things get to this point?” Drake sounded infuriated.
n“Uncle Drake, please give me another chance! I’ll take care of it!” Warren said tentatively.
n“A chance? You’ve had a whole night, and what have you done? From now on, you’ll all follow my order! No one is allowed to insult Master! Everyone in this country will die!” Drake said coldly.
nPhoebe said, “Drake, isn’t it a bit over the top?”
n“Over the top? They didn’t hesitate when they insulted Master!”
n“But there are over a billion people in the country, and only 70 million have insulted Master. The rest of them are innocent!”
nWarren nodded and wiped his cold sweat. “That’s right, Uncle Drake. We can’t destroy the whole country because of those people!”
nLuckily, Phoebe was more merciful than her brother and was on Warren’s side. “Drake, how about we catch the keyboard warriors and make them pay for what they did? As for the innocent ones, please spare them!”
n“That’s right, Uncle Drake. At least 200 million people in this country live in backwater mountain villages and don’t have access to the internet. They’re all innocent! There are also the elderly and children, who know nothing about it. We can’t kill them!”
nDrake nodded. “Alright. We’ll do that. Let’s gather all the keyboard warriors first. We’ll choose a suitable date and execute them together. Their blood will carry Master into the next world!”
nWarren and Caroline heaved a sigh of relief.
nDrake then snorted. “It’s been a night. You should have found all those people by now. Where is the list?!”
nWarren didn’t dare to defy Drake’s order and immediately handed out the 60 million names that Camille had given him.
nCamille had located them a long time ago. She just didn’t give them to Yosef.
nYosef’s face darkened. “Uncle Drake, I’ve been trying to do exactly the same thing. If Warren hadn’t kept that list from me, I would have killed all those people! You would never have needed to come all this way!”
nDrake glanced at Warren, and the look gave the latter the creeps. That look felt like countless sharp blades on his skin.
n“Gather everyone on this list.”
n“Yes, Sir!” Yosef and James left with the names.
nWarren and Caroline had grim looks on their faces. It was inevitable. A lot of people were going to die.
nIn the city of Onor, the largest emergency shelter in the country was located here. Today was the first time that it was put into use after its establishment.
n“Stella Shane? Why are you here? Screw you! You started the whole thing!”
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