Yanhuang Conference

Tianjing.

Yanhuang Awakening Headquarters.

Three hundred meters underground, in a windowless conference room, only twelve people sat around a circular long table.

The air here seemed to have solidified. Only the second hand of an old-fashioned wall clock swung monotonously on the wall, each soft tick echoing like a strike against their hearts.

At the head of the table, Director Long's immaculately manicured fingers tapped idly against the smooth surface. That rhythmic tapping was the only variation of sound in the room.

If there is anything to discuss today, speak up.

Her voice was not loud, but it instantly made the stagnant air flow again.

In the third seat on the left, a refined middle-aged man wearing old-fashioned glasses pushed them up his nose and stood up.

Report. The flight CA1877 carrying Lin Mo is expected to arrive at Tianjing International Airport in three hours and forty-seven minutes.

He paused, glanced around, and then dropped a bombshell.

I propose we authorize the Aerospace Force to shoot it down.

What?!

An uncontrollable commotion erupted in the conference room. A fountain pen slipped from a white-haired elder's hand and clattered onto the table.

The fingers of Director Long stopped tapping the table.

The next second, she slammed her hand against the table. The entire long stone table shuddered, and the lids of the teacups jumped in unison.

Rejected! Xu Wendong, are you out of your mind?

Minister Xu, referred to as Xu Wendong, showed not the slightest ripple of emotion on his face. He simply straightened his glasses, which had gone askew from the vibration, and sat down unhurriedly.

Since we are not shooting it down, I hope everyone here can keep their subordinates in check.

He spoke slowly, Lest some people overextend their reach, always wanting to provoke trouble they shouldn't touch. That is a man-eating beast.

As soon as he finished speaking, the shock on several people's faces instantly turned into realization, and then shifted into expressions of wry amusement.

A bigwig sitting opposite Minister Xu could not help but curse in a low voice.

You Old Fox Xu, making such a huge detour.

So he was just beating the mountain to awe the tiger.

At this time, another figure stood up. It was Committee Member Dongfang.

His expression was solemn, unlike Minister Xu's breezy demeanor.

I won't elaborate on how strong Lin Mo is. The most important thing is Perfected Beixuan behind him. We cannot figure out this person's background, nor do we know his temperament.

He took a deep breath. Towards such a completely unknown existence, any form of probing is equivalent to provocation. My recommendation remains unchanged: befriend him, befriend him by all possible means.

Minister Xu took over the conversation at the right moment. Committee Member Dongfang is correct. I will add one more point. According to the information we have compiled, as for Lin Mo, if you don't provoke him, he will treat you like air. But if you do provoke him...

Minister Xu smiled and did not finish his sentence, but the implication was self-evident.

Wait!

A sharp voice abruptly interrupted him. The speaker was Committee Member Wei, who was responsible for liaising with the major hidden sects. His face looked terrible at the moment.

Treat him like air? He turned the hundreds of members of the Situ family into corpses! Are we to befriend this kind of madman who slaughters the innocent on a whim? What if he goes on a killing spree in Tianjing? Are we just going to watch? Don't forget, the Situ family was also a part of the forces we were trying to win over!

Although the hidden sects had swallowed this bitter pill in silence, Committee Member Wei was ultimately the person in charge of liaising with them. If they could not figure out a proper way to handle Lin Mo, where would he put his face?

Committee Member Wei.

Director Long finally spoke again, her voice as cold as ice.

You should have already seen the report regarding the Situ family. Situ Aoshi intended to blood-sacrifice his entire clan to break through to a higher realm. It was Lin Mo who stopped him. Looking at the outcome, Lin Mo even helped us defuse a bomb that could have detonated at any moment.

She paused, her sharp gaze sweeping over Committee Member Wei's flushed face.

Moreover, the grotto-heaven occupied by the Situ family has now been taken over by us. You should know better than I do what this means. Do I need to calculate for you how much this will help our logistics and the cultivation of our newcomers?

To Director Long, the hidden sects were the real invisible problem.

It was just that going to war against the hidden sects was indeed quite unnecessary.

The conference room was deathly silent.

Committee Member Wei opened his mouth, but could not spit out a single word.

Director Long leaned forward slightly, staring at him, and said word by word:

The stance of our Yanhuang Awakening is to protect this land, not to serve as a backer for certain people, and certainly not to help certain people nurture enemies to elevate their own status. Committee Member Wei, do not forget your place.

The words nurture enemies to elevate status were like a heavy hammer, smashing ruthlessly against Committee Member Wei's chest. His face instantly turned pale, and he slumped back into his seat, not daring to utter another half-word.

Director Long withdrew her gaze and looked around the room.

Alright, enough nonsense. Let's continue the meeting.

At this time, Minister Xu looked toward Director Long again.

So regarding Lin Mo coming to Tianjing, are we going to ignore it?

Director Long shook her head.

I will go see him personally. You don't need to worry about the rest. No matter what, as Yanhuang Awakening, we must always investigate and clarify exactly what kind of faction this Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect is.

No one raised any objections.

Director Long's authority in this room was stronger than the other eleven people combined.

Nor would anyone try to dissuade her.

Because they were eager for Director Long to get into a conflict with Lin Mo and die.

After all, she was the last person of the Long family.

The bloodline of the Long family should have died out completely a long time ago.

The meeting ended, and the others left. Only Director Long, Minister Xu, and Committee Member Dongfang remained.

According to the deductions of the psychological analysts in the bureau, Lin Mo is extremely confident and has his own principles. To put it nicely, he is a righteous person, but to put it negatively, he has his own brand of justice, and his way of executing that justice is very unique.

As he spoke, Minister Xu handed over a few more files.

They detailed Lin Mo's performance during the Ning family incident.

There was also some situational analysis of the Guancheng incident.

As well as the events at the Dragon Tiger Dojo. The file in Minister Xu's hand was not provided by Zhang Gonglian.

Rather, it was the true situation provided by an informant on Dragon Tiger Mountain.

At this time, Committee Member Dongfang suddenly spoke up, His strength might be more formidable than we imagine. Director Long, do you really plan to make contact with this person?

Director Long casually picked up these files and glanced at them. In fact, these things had reached her hands first.

So Director Long gave a light chuckle.

You guys are overthinking it. Don't forget, Lin Mo is just an eighteen-year-old youth. Youths at this age have the strongest sense of justice. There is no need to worry too much.

Seeing Director Long like this, the other two did not try to dissuade her.

However, Committee Member Dongfang still could not help but mention one thing.

If Lin Mo still has those documents in his hands, I still hope Director Long will bring it up with him more.

Those documents... A trace of displeasure flashed through Director Long's eyes, but she did not say anything, merely giving a slight nod.

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