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Song Zhenkun was choked and gasped for breath.

He couldn't do anything to Lin Feng, and he couldn't do anything to Duan Hongyuan either.

A Martial Emperor stood before them, four Martial Saint beasts hovered above their heads, and the Northern General stood by, sword in hand, watching the spectacle.

This war is unwinnable.

To fight would be considered a rebellion in the East China Sea Naval District.

"withdraw."

Song Zhenkun spat out a single word through gritted teeth.

The adjutant behind him was stunned.

"Vice Commander?"

"I said let's go! Are you deaf?"

The armored vehicle's engine roared to life again.

Several thousand soldiers began an orderly retreat, and the charging light of the psionic cannon gradually went out.

Zhao Lei was carried out of the ruins by two soldiers. Half of his face was swollen and blood was still dripping from the corner of his mouth.

He glanced at Lin Feng, then quickly turned his head away.

Song Zhenkun walked to the door of the command aircraft and paused.

He didn't turn around, and his voice was very soft.

"Chief of Staff Duan, we can let the Gu family's matter go. But I will formally submit the two points—Lin Feng seriously injuring Zhao Lei and threatening a general—to the arbitration committee."

Duan Hongyuan responded with an "oh".

"Tell me."

Song Zhenkun boarded the plane.

Three helicopters took off, and the armored vehicle formation slowly drove away.

They arrived in a grand and menacing manner, but left looking disheveled and silent.

It took less than twenty minutes in total.

After the people from the East Sea Military Region had all left, Zhou Che was the first to laugh out loud.

"Ha! Song Zhenkun has really lost face in Nanhai City today. He brought thousands of people to cheer him on, but he left without saying a word."

He patted Raymond Lam on the shoulder with considerable force.

"Kid, you've got guts."

Lin Feng staggered a step after being slapped, but managed to steady himself with the Dragon Blood Crimson Gold Spear on the ground.

Duan Hongyuan walked over.

The old man's expression was not good.

"Zhou Che, you take your men and leave first."

Zhou Che raised an eyebrow, tactfully shouldered his battle sword and walked out, turning back to give Lin Feng a thumbs-up before leaving.

The four martial saint beasts also gradually withdrew their auras.

Gongsun Yuan nodded to Lin Feng from the back of the tortoise and snake, and led the four elders and the sacred beast to retreat to the outer perimeter of the manor.

There were only two people left in the courtyard.

Duan Hongyuan stared at Lin Feng for ten seconds.

Lin Feng, carrying a gun, did not dodge.

"You've gone a bit too far today, kid."

Duan Hongyuan's voice was very low.

"Didn't you know what I was telling you? Know when to stop, hand the person over to the court—that's a cleaner ending. Did you really have to kill him right in front of me?"

Lin Feng slammed the gun to the ground.

"That old bastard spent 10 billion to kill me, and even after being stabbed all over, he still bares his teeth in front of me. Hand him over to the court? With the wealth of the Gu and Bai families, the court won't even sentence him to death!"

Duan Hongyuan's lips moved, but he didn't reply.

Because what Lin Feng said was true.

The Gu family and the Bai family joined forces, and the Bai family's network of connections in the capital city was able to penetrate into the military court system.

If the matter goes through legal proceedings, it will most likely end without any resolution.

"Fine, you have your reasons." Duan Hongyuan took a breath. "But do you know the consequences of your shot just now?"

"What will be the consequences?"

"He openly killed a suspect in front of the Chief of the General Staff of the Armed Forces and the Deputy Commander of the East China Sea Command. When Song Zhenkun gets back, he will take this matter to the Arbitration Commission and the National Defense Commission. At that time, it won't be six impeachments against you, it will be sixty."

Lin Feng remained silent for two seconds.

"Then let them play."

Duan Hongyuan clenched his fist in his coat pocket.

The old man is weighing the options.

Two seconds later, he extended his right hand.

"I heard you got some good stuff in the secret realm?"

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, then his heart skipped a beat.

That old man definitely had an ulterior motive. Fortunately, I had already distributed the alliance's resources.

He took out another ring from his storage ring and handed it over.

"These are the resources I seized in the Martial Saint's Ascension Secret Realm in the mining area. The alliance kept a portion, and the rest are intended to be handed over to the military for storage."

Duan Hongyuan took the ring and scanned it with his spiritual power.

It took a second to scan.

The old man's hands trembled.

It scanned for another two seconds.

Duan Hongyuan gripped the ring tightly.

"How much stuff did you get out of it?"

"I've prepared the list; please take a look."

Duan Hongyuan used his mental energy to search through the ring thoroughly.

Seven bottles of S-grade Barrier-Breaking Pills.

Six tons of Tiangang black iron ore.

Three eighth-tier exotic beast magic cores.

A copy of the S-level formation blueprint "The Return of All Things to the Ruins Formation".

Two fragments of Grade A martial arts manuals.

There's also a bunch of Grade A spiritual materials.

Duan Hongyuan's hands began to tremble.

It wasn't anger, it was excitement.

Those seven bottles of S-grade Breakthrough Pills alone would be worth nearly 10 billion on the black market.

Six tons of Heavenly Gang Mystic Iron is enough for the forge to make two hundred Grade A weapons.

Three eighth-tier magic cores; the military research institute can use these to develop new psionic weapons.

The total value of these items is conservatively estimated to exceed 20 billion.

Duan Hongyuan examined the ring from both sides twice, then took a deep breath.

He took out a communicator from his coat pocket and pressed two buttons.

The call was answered on the other end of the communicator.

"Old Qin, open the military's advanced virtual projection channel and send a copy to Song Zhenkun."

Thirty seconds later.

A semi-transparent virtual projection screen unfolded in front of Duan Hongyuan.

On the other side of the screen, Song Zhenkun's face appeared. He had only been on the helicopter for a short time, and the anger on his face had not yet subsided.

"Chief of Staff Duan, what's the matter?"

Without wasting any words, Duan Hongyuan directly pushed the resource list data over.

Song Zhenkun's gaze swept downwards.

When he scanned the third line, his eyes stopped moving.

As I scanned the fifth line, my Adam's apple bobbed.

When I scanned the last line, my mouth opened, but I forgot to close it.

"Did Lin Feng clear all of these out of the secret realm by himself?"

Duan Hongyuan handed the communicator forward.

"One person, one time, one secret realm. The portion handed over to the military was worth over 20 billion, not even counting the half he left to the Beast Taming Alliance."

Song Zhenkun shut his mouth.

Duan Hongyuan's voice turned somber.

"Old Song, let me tell you another set of figures. What was the total revenue from the East Naval Region's crack reclamation last year?"

Song Zhenkun remained silent.

"Two billion," Duan Hongyuan answered for him. "The resources Lin Feng handed over in one trip to the secret realm are ten times the annual revenue of your entire East Sea Naval Region from land reclamation."

There was a full five seconds of silence on the other side of the virtual screen.

Duan Hongyuan turned off the projector.

She turned around and glanced at Lin Feng.

The old man's serious expression relaxed, and a slight twitch appeared at the corner of his mouth—it was hard to tell if it was a smile or not.

"You little rascal, you're just as good at causing trouble as you're at making money."

Lin Feng, carrying his gun, didn't reply.

Duan Hongyuan pulled a neatly folded official letter from his coat pocket and tossed it over.

Lin Feng caught it with one hand, unfolded it, and glanced at it.

"A nationwide competition?"