A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 162 Arrangements: Shelving the Dispute

Chen Motong hadn't gone far when she saw the 'Shadow' senior dressed in black. She completely relaxed and smiled lightly, "Shadow senior, could you please come and pick me up?"

"It was part of the plan all along." Actually, it wasn't Fortress who appeared here.

After releasing the holy light, Fortress had already teleported everyone back to Philadelphia.

Only one Time Worm clone remained, which could transform into a human at will, donned a black robe, and came to escort Chen Motong away.

"Has the Philosopher's Stone been sent out?" The Time Worm clone also knew about this plan, but unfortunately it could only watch the show from inside the Fortress and didn't get to participate in the fun itself.

It's good that I can get out and relax at this last minute, so I'll ask about things that interest me.

As for the Philosopher's Stone, it is said to be the most advanced scientific achievement of human alchemists, but for Old Tang, the King of Bronze and Fire, he can easily forge a large number of them, so they are not rare at all.

Old Tang is indeed out of touch with the current version and hasn't mastered the Seven Kingdoms of Alchemy, but alchemy outside the Seven Kingdoms is still reliable.

"Please rest assured, senior." Chen Motong said, his eyes sparkling, but he still managed to control his pride: "We have already fooled the Solomon Temple and the thirteen North American organizations."

"They had no doubts and were convinced from the bottom of their hearts that Kassel had indeed obtained a dragon king's bone cross and had even begun to refine the Philosopher's Stone."

"I believe that Kassel will face more trouble after tonight."

This is the power of the audience-oriented hypnotist: no fighting required, no need to think about so many random things.

He directly modified people's subconscious, making the young people of the Solomon Temple and the thirteen North American families see what Chen Motong wanted them to see and get what Chen Motong wanted them to get.

There's no need to hypnotize high-ranking figures like Henkel or the leader of the Men in Black; just three lowly pawns are enough to orchestrate the vast Solomon Temple and the thirteen great families of North America with perfect clarity.

Even the Time Insect clone couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "No wonder they said to be careful of the audience, they're really cunning." "Then let's go back now."

……

Angers vanished in a flash, not lingering in the square any longer, and once again hid in a corner, quietly observing everything.

Creating space is too dangerous. Who knows if the mysterious organization's people have gone far? What if they suddenly teleport back through space and launch a surprise attack?
If Time Zero were to re-enter that mysterious man's field of vision, it might truly spiral out of control completely.

Angers could not afford this risk, so he could only wait in a corner, and the more he observed, the greater the pressure became.

A mysterious organization has mastered spatial manipulation! How will he ever be able to kill Norton again? I'm so anxious!

"Headmaster, there's an incoming call." Norma's voice suddenly broke the silence from the quiet corner.

Norma is very intelligent; she doesn't interfere with Angers during combat and only alerts Angers when she determines that the situation is not currently one of combat.

Angers neither turned his head nor looked back, not even blinking. He skillfully tucked his folding knife into his sleeve, took out his phone, and held it to his ear without even glancing at it.

"Norma, call back, and tell me who it is."

"I have called back. The caller ID shows it is Ms. Su Enxi."

The phone rang three times before being answered. A young male voice came through, not the expected Su Enxi: "Good evening, Principal Angers."

Angers' golden pupils shifted for a moment, then quickly returned to their original position. He resisted the urge to look at his phone and continued staring at the square: "Isn't this our dear boss?"

"It's rare to see someone willing to talk on the phone with an old man like me late at night."

On the other end of the phone, Lu Mingze's voice was enigmatic, young yet filled with a sense of vicissitude: "I've heard that when people get old, they really want the company of their grandchildren."

“If Principal Angers is willing to spend some money, I would be happy to help and send some filial and lovely children to keep you company.”

“Then forget it.” Angers’ expression was serious, but his tone was relaxed and amused, not wanting his boss to see through his current predicament. Although Angers himself suffered no losses, Kassel suffered huge losses tonight. They were attacked in the middle of the night, half of the campus was burned down, many people were killed or injured, and no one from the attacking party was spared.

To put it bluntly, let alone capturing any member of the opposing team, Kassel couldn't even remove the mask or hood from one of their members.

For Angers and Kassel, tonight was a complete defeat; at best, they gained some intelligence on their opponents' abilities.

“I don’t have much money in my pocket, and I still need the boss’s sponsorship.” Angers didn’t mention the losses of the night, but instead tried to get something for himself.

Lu Mingze didn't believe Angers's nonsense: "Principal Angers is joking. Enxi said that several times this year, your private plane has taken the lead in the flight path, causing her to miss many important meetings."

The implication is that if you use a private jet so frequently, how could you not have money, Angers?

"Hahaha!" Ang Rezu smiled but didn't laugh: "Then please apologize to Miss Black Gold Swan for me. But as for the principal's private jet, all expenses are reimbursed by the board of directors."

"I'm an old man, I really don't have much money."

Lu Mingze sighed silently, cursing under his breath that the old fox had such patience to spout nonsense.

With his pride, he really didn't want to waste any more time with Angers and beat around the bush: "Speaking of the Board of Trustees, it seems that one of the board members in Kassel, the Gattuso family, visited the college tonight?"

Angers' tone was no longer as relaxed as before: "As expected of the boss, he's very well-informed."

Does the boss only know that Frost has arrived? Or does he also know about the night attack on Kassel? Angers is still testing the waters.

Lu Mingze had lost his patience: "Principal Angers, why not be more frank? Kassel doesn't seem so peaceful tonight."

Lu Mingze knew exactly what had happened in Kassel tonight.

Angers looked at the still deserted square, where only completely cooled, strangely shaped, dark solidified molten steel remained: "Indeed, the academy has been invaded by a mysterious organization."

"Could there be a mole on the boss's side? An intelligence leak? Otherwise, Kassel shouldn't have been attacked for no reason."

“Hey.” Lu Mingze disagreed: “Principal Angers is joking. If testing Chu Zihang and the others requires paying a price for it, then shouldn’t it be Enxi’s company that gets attacked?”

"This is enough to show that even if there was an intelligence leak, it wasn't a problem on Enxi's side."

Angers retorted sharply, refusing to back down: "On the Kassel side, only I know about the probing; I haven't told anyone."

"What if it just so happens that Principal Angers is the one who slipped up?"

"impossible."

The firm rebuttal brought the conversation between the two partners to a standstill.

Lu Mingze made this call hoping to learn more about the mysterious organization and then find Lao Tang.

He devised a plan to pit his brother Lu Mingfei against Old Tang, in exchange for a quarter of his life, allowing Lu Mingfei to kill Old Tang and Constantine.

This is not just a revenge, but also an important ceremony concerning the transfer of power between him and his brother Lu Mingfei.

But things just got stuck there. After Lao Tang joined the mysterious organization, no news could be found of him, which made Lu Mingze extremely anxious.

And they couldn't say it outright.

On the other end of the phone, Lu Mingze silently raised his hand and rubbed his temples, offering an even more significant bargaining chip: "It seems there is a disagreement between us regarding this probing operation."

"In order to continue cooperation, I suggest that we temporarily set aside our disputes, share intelligence, and discuss the sudden appearance of the King of the Earth and Mountains in Philadelphia."

(End of this chapter)