Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

"Give me three days, and I will reveal the truth to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the conference room fell silent. Everyone stared at the handsome young man standing in the center with disbelief, trying to process what he had just said.

Zhu Meng's pupils trembled as he looked at Mo Xie as if he were a fool. He suddenly sneered and said disdainfully.

"Kid, are you insulting my intelligence, or do you think you're some kind of great detective who can solve cases in three days?"

"The truth is now clear: the totem serpent is the source of the plague, and this is an indisputable fact!"

Mo Xie shook his head slightly at these words and said with certainty.

"No, I know you have doubts, but the current situation doesn't allow for any further delay, so we have no choice but to place our hopes on the totem serpent."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Meng showed no outward reaction, but unexpectedly, he somewhat agreed with Mo Xie's words. Startled, he quickly shook off the thought and snorted coldly.

"So what? If the blood of the Totem Serpent can be used to develop an antidote, then its bile can certainly be used to develop an antidote!"

"But the problem is... what if the bile of the totem serpent is useless?"

"It's no use..."

“Yes, if you really execute it… Oh, I certainly don’t doubt the councilor, but as the guardian of Hangzhou, the Totem Serpent will definitely be able to help us repel those White Demon Eagles after it safely passes its molting period, don’t you think?”

Upon hearing Mo Xie's words, Zhu Meng's eyes narrowed, and his wavering in his heart intensified.

Yes, it's not certain yet whether the bile of the totem snake will have any effect. If we really can't develop an antidote, wouldn't even our last hope be shattered?

The White Demon Eagle clan possesses a monarch-level demon, and the Totem Black Serpent is also a monarch-level being. If…

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but clench his fists, his gaze deep, and he sighed.

Seeing this, a smile flashed in Mo Xie's eyes. He shrugged and said calmly.

"So, why don't you choose to trust me this once? I'm sure you've investigated me, and I would never joke about the safety of Hangzhou."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Meng did not reply immediately. After pondering for a moment, he looked at Mo Xie and asked slowly.

"You said you would reveal the truth to us and solve the plague, but why should I completely trust you...?"

I'd bet my life on that with you!

As soon as he finished speaking, the conference room fell silent again. Everyone stared at Mo Xie, whose face was serious, with suspicion and disbelief. They couldn't believe that this young man would say such a thing.

Tang Zhong's pupils contracted, and he was the first to react, immediately shouting loudly.

"Xiao Xie, do you even understand what you're saying?!"

Leng Qing and Tang Yue, who were standing beside him, were startled. Shock and panic appeared on their pretty faces. They hurriedly grabbed Mo Xie's arms on either side and said worriedly.

"Xiao Xie, no!"

"Xiao Xie, what are you trying to do!"

Zhu Meng's face stiffened, his pupils trembled, and he looked at Mo Xie in disbelief.

A life-or-death bet... This kid wants to bet his life against me?!
Although a person with a high official position cherishes his life, Zhu Meng is different; he is someone who is willing to sacrifice his life for the people.

But this kid in front of him was different. He was the future of the Southern Military Region and a pillar of the nation. Even though he wanted to punish this annoying kid, he was unwilling to agree to this absurd bet.

After thinking it through, he gave a slightly disdainful sneer, seemingly too lazy to say anything more to Mo Xie, and shook his head.

"You want me, a congressman, to gamble my life with you? You're dreaming..." "What if we add this?"

Mo Xie interrupted Zhu Meng once again, pulling her arms out from the two soft, plump mounds of flesh and clapping her hands lightly twice.

The next second, the conference room door was suddenly pushed open, and a group of people in uniform stormed in and walked aggressively towards Zhu Meng.

The sudden scene immediately stopped Zhu Meng in his tracks. He glared angrily at the group of uninvited guests who had barged in and shouted loudly.

"Who are you?!"

Upon seeing this, Wu Pingjing, the head of the palace guards, quickly stepped forward to block Zhu Meng, waving his hand and reprimanding him.

"How dare you! Guards, arrest these uninvited guests who have barged into the conference room!"

As soon as the order was given, the palace guards standing in the conference room were about to arrest the group of people, but at that moment, several powerful auras rushed over them, making it almost impossible for them to breathe.

Everyone present was startled, staring in astonishment at the group of mages who had stormed in. The auras of those mages were clearly those of super-rank mages, and the rest were also among the best of the high-rank mages.

The question is, how did these highly skilled magicians end up here?

Could it be...

In an instant, many people's eyes fell on the tall and upright young man, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief!

Mo Xie waved his hand, and the oppressive atmosphere in the meeting room dissipated. Suddenly, the group of magicians knelt on one knee, clasped their hands in a fist, and said in unison.

"Sect Master!!!"

Pavilion... Pavilion Master?!

Leng Qing and Tang Yue's pupils contracted, and they covered their slightly parted red lips with their jade hands, looking in surprise at the group of magicians kneeling on one knee.

Both women had heard Mo Xie mention that he had established a power called "Xie Tian Ge," so these people must be his subordinates.

Immediately, the two women exchanged a glance, a tender look appearing on their pretty faces. A smile curved their lips as they gazed at Mo Xie's handsome profile with a strange look in their eyes.

It's truly heartwarming to see that the younger brother who used to need their protection can now be his older sister's pillar of support!

"There's no need for such a grand gesture, please get up."

Mo Xie raised his hand, revealed a smile, and said.

"Yes!!!"

The group of kneeling mages responded and stood up in unison, standing respectfully behind Mo Xie, their eyes fixed intently on the front.

Zhu Meng snapped out of his daze, pointed at Mo Xie in astonishment, and asked in confusion.

"Kid, what do you mean by this?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Xie shrugged, a confident smile playing on his lips, and said calmly.

"Your Excellency, what else could I mean? Of course, it's as a bargaining chip in my bet."

He raised his hand and pointed to a group of mages standing behind him, then looked at the bewildered Zhu Meng with a smile and said.

"When I learned that the West Fortress was in crisis, I immediately selected a group of mages from my subordinates: three super-level mages and thirty high-level mages, all of whom were capable of aerial combat. Although there were only thirty-three of them, each of them was an outstanding individual."

"So, what do you say? I'm not the kind of person who makes trouble unnecessarily. Do you dare to accept my bet?" (End of Chapter)