I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

Conference Hall No. 1.

The tiered auditorium, which could hold three thousand people, was eerily quiet at this moment.

The electronic clock on the wall.

09: 15.

A full fifteen minutes had passed since the scheduled start time of the meeting.

For ordinary administrative meetings, it is common for leaders to be ten minutes or more late; it can even be seen as a display of power.

But this is the Tian Shu Bureau.

Moreover, the person presiding over the meeting was Qin Zhenshan.

That man who called himself "King Yama Qin".

They were strict in their military discipline and acted swiftly and decisively.

When ordering takeout, I always order Zhunshibao.

It is said that even when Qin Zhenshan goes to the toilet, he can precisely control his time to within three minutes.

During the more than ten years he held power in the Po Jun Division, he never once had a record of being late.

He considers being late, or even arriving just in time, a disgrace.

But today.

At this highly prestigious and widely recognized awards ceremony, which garnered attention throughout the company.

He was late.

Not only him, but Chi Xiao has also disappeared without a trace.

On the platform, the row of genuine leather chairs, symbolizing supreme power, were completely empty.

Like a row of silent tombstones.

The commotion below began to spiral out of control.

"What's going on? Why hasn't Commander Qin arrived yet?"

"Could it be an urgent military situation?"

"Impossible! If there were a real military emergency, the alarm would have sounded long ago. Why would they leave us sitting here helplessly?"

Ah Fei sat on the chair, twisting and turning as if he had nails growing under his buttocks.

He craned his neck to peek into the doorway, then pulled back in and whispered to Lin Qingyi:

"Captain, something's not right."

"Could Old Qin be constipated?"

Lin Qingyi was resting with her eyes closed, and didn't even lift her eyelids when she heard this.

"A fifth-level grandmaster's body is already flawless and pure, how could he possibly be constipated?"

"Then tell me, what's the reason?"

Ah Fei scratched his head and cheeks.

"They went to such lengths, calling us all over, and before the main character even showed up, the director's already gone?"

Shen Tian slowly opened his eyes.

A hint of doubt flashed in those dark eyes.

Not only did Afei find it strange, but he also felt that something was wrong.

Based on his understanding of Qin Zhenshan, the old man attached great importance to this commendation meeting.

Last night in the parking lot, Qin Zhenshan's radiant face, as if he wanted to present him with an award on the spot, was something he couldn't fake.

There's no reason for us to falter at this crucial juncture.

unless……

What unexpected situation has occurred that even a peak fifth-tier expert cannot control?

Just then.

Boom! ...

A deep, muffled bang, as if it came from the depths of the earth, exploded without warning.

Followed by.

The entire Tian Shu Bureau building, which was designed to withstand an earthquake of magnitude 8, began to shake violently!

It wasn't the kind of slight tremor.

Instead, it felt as if the foundation was being gripped by an invisible giant hand, causing it to shake violently!

Click!

The huge crystal chandelier overhead shook violently, making a teeth-grinding metallic scraping sound.

The water glasses on the table all overturned in unison.

"Enemy attack!!!"

I don't know who shouted it.

That sound instantly ignited everyone's senses.

It was almost an instinctive reaction.

Three thousand martial artists stood up at the same time, their blood and qi erupting!

"Clang—"

The sound of swords being drawn filled the air.

Multicolored qi intertwined in the hall, and a terrifying killing intent instantly filled the entire space.

This is the quality of the Po Jun Division.

Even if they're chatting casually one second, they can jump straight into battle mode the next.

"calm!"

Lin Qingyi stepped forward immediately, the short dagger in her hand already reversed in her palm, her sharp eyes scanning the surroundings.

"Everyone stay put! Don't panic!"

however.

The vibrations came quickly and went quickly.

The terrifying shaking lasted only about five or six seconds before it abruptly stopped.

There was no alarm.

There was no roar of any strange beast.

Even the building's external defense systems were not activated.

Everything returned to calm.

Only a room full of martial artists, swords drawn and ready to strike, remained, looking at each other with a variety of expressions on their faces.

"This...isn't an enemy attack?"

Ah Fei held the bowstring in his hand, looking out the window with a somewhat blank expression.

The sun shines brightly outside the window; life is peaceful and serene.

Not even a bird flew over.

"If it were truly a monster attack on headquarters, the alarms would have been blaring long ago."

In the corner, an elderly man with white hair and beard slowly withdrew his imposing aura. He was a senior member of the Shennong Bureau and had extensive knowledge.

He frowned, his eyes fixed on the floor beneath his feet.

"And this tremor..."

"It doesn't look like an external impact."

"It's more like... the power erupting from inside the building."

internal?

Upon hearing those two words, everyone present felt a jolt in their hearts.

The headquarters building of the Tian Shu Bureau was built to the standards of a doomsday fortress.

The fact that it could cause this kind of tremor throughout the entire building...

What level of power would that be?

Just as everyone was filled with doubt and speculation, wondering if some kind of peerless monster had dug through the foundation,

squeak-

The door, which had been tightly closed for so long, was finally pushed open.

This moment.

All eyes, whether questioning, wary, or terrified, converged on the doorway.

Two figures walked in, one after the other.

Leading the way was Qin Zhenshan.

This commander-in-chief, who is usually as dignified and meticulous as a mountain, was in a completely unexpected state at this moment.

His crisp officer's uniform was now wide open at the collar, with two buttons popping off.

Her once neatly combed slicked-back hair is now a mess, resembling a bird's nest, with a single strand stubbornly sticking up.

The most striking thing is...

His breathing was heavy.

That feeling of desperately suppressing one's breathing.

And behind him.

Chixiao was not to be outdone.

This prominent figure in Jiangcheng had lost the cigar he always carried.

The heavy sword on his back hung crookedly.

He wasn't injured on the face, but his most treasured limited-edition trench coat had a large tear in the sleeve, revealing his well-built, bronze muscles underneath.

The two of them walked into the hall.

He didn't speak.

However, the terrifying pressure emanating from the two individuals, which had not yet dissipated, swept through the entire venue like a tangible tsunami.

That was the lingering aura left after a true clash between powerful individuals.

It even carried a hint of pent-up anger.

The source of that "earthquake" just now is self-evident.

Gudong.

Someone swallowed, and the sound was unusually clear in the deathly silent hall.

Everyone was stunned.

They...they got into a fight?

These two top combatants of Jiangcheng, on this joyous day, at this crucial moment when the commendation ceremony is about to be held...

They actually had a fight backstage first?

What kind of operation is this?

What kind of development is this?

Even Afei, with his wildest imagination, felt like his CPU was overheating and couldn't keep up with the two masters' train of thought.

Qin Zhenshan, with a stern face, strode onto the stage.

Each step made a dull thud on the floor.

He walked straight to the center seat, plopped down, and the leather chair let out a groan of despair.

Chi Xiao snorted coldly.

Instead of sitting in his own seat, he pulled his chair to the side, creating a distance of one body length between himself and Qin Zhenshan.

He even patted the handrail, which wasn't dusty at all, with disdain.

That look in his eyes.

It's clearly saying: I'm ashamed to be associated with you.

Qin Zhenshan didn't indulge him. He grabbed the teacup on the table, tilted his head back and took a big gulp, then slammed the cup down on the table.

boom!

The sturdy solid wood conference table was shaken so badly that a crack appeared on it.

"What are you looking at?"

Qin Zhenshan raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the group of dumbfounded subordinates below, and roared irritably.

"Haven't you ever seen anyone stretch their muscles?"

"Sit down! Meeting started!"

Everyone shuddered and sat down in a flurry.

Want to stretch your muscles and joints?

If this thing keeps moving around, will our Tian Shu Bureau have to be rebuilt?

offstage.

Shen Tian narrowed his eyes slightly.

His gaze lingered between Qin Zhenshan's ripped button and Chi Xiao's tear in his sleeve.

As a martial artist possessing the [Spider-Sense],

He can tell.

The two really did have a fight.

But there was no real intent to kill.

What on earth could possibly cause these two peak fifth-tier experts, whose combined age exceeds one hundred, to fight each other so brazenly before the meeting even begins?

"that……"

Afei nudged Shen Tian with his elbow, his voice trembling.

"Brother Shen, I have a feeling..."

"The way these two big shots are looking at you is a bit creepy, isn't it?"

Shen Tian was taken aback.

He subconsciously looked up.

They were met with two intense gazes.

Qin Zhenshan looked at him with the eyes of someone looking at their own son, filled with affection and possessiveness.

Chi Xiao looked at him with the same admiration and determination he had for a peerless sword.

When these two kinds of gazes collide.

It sounded as if sparks were crackling and exploding in the air.

Shen Tian felt a chill run down his spine.

A very ominous premonition arose spontaneously.

These two old men...

Could it be because they started fighting?