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Chapter 519: Chapter 519: Chief Steward Council_1 Chapter 519: Chapter 519: Chief Steward Council_1 “Thud!”
A pale flame suddenly flared up from within the hollow tree, illuminating the scene inside.

In the not-so-spacious space, a large number of venomous snakes hung upside down, their scarlet tongues flicking out, their mournful green eyes cold and terrifying.

A tall, thin figure shrouded in a red cloaked sat cross-legged on a cushion.

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Upon hearing the report, his eyes snapped open, a flash of reddish lightning fleeting within them.

His voice rustled like the wind blowing through leaves, dry and grating to the ear, startling anyone who heard it for the first time.

The man in the clown mask knelt on the ground, leaned forward, and lay prostrate, stammering, “The Qiankun elders…

something happened, their…

Soul Lamps…

have been extinguished!”
“What did you say?”
The figure in the red cloak was momentarily stunned, then, with a cold and grim expression, suddenly appeared beside the man in the clown mask.

His arm, thin as a bamboo stick, easily grabbed the man by the neck and lifted him into the air, his tone distinctly chill, “Impossible!

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The Qiankun Twin Swords were on a mission in Zhonghai.

There was no danger.

How could they be dead?”
“This…

I do not know what happened…

I was just routinely cleaning and inspecting the Hall of Souls…

and then I saw that the elders’ Soul Lamps had long…

gone out.”
The man in the clown mask answered with palpable fear, not daring to struggle in the slightest, letting himself be held aloft.

“Useless trash!”
The figure in the red cloak cursed furiously and casually threw the man in the clown mask far away.

The latter crashed heavily against a large tree, spitting blood from his mouth and clutching his painfully throbbing chest, eyes filled with uncontainable fear.

He was also a completed master of Martial Arts Grandmasters, yet in front of the red-robed figure, he was no different from a small dog or cat, completely at the mercy of the other, not daring to harbor even the slightest thought of resistance.

“Scram.”
The man in the clown mask instantly brightened up, as if granted a great reprieve, and hurriedly scrambled away in a wretched state.

The red-robed figure didn’t even look at him, merely musing with a deathly pale expression.

Even within the Black Blade Organization, the Qiankun Twin Swords were considered formidable, the right-hand men he heavily relied on.

Yet, they had lost their lives carrying out a seemingly routine mission.

The situation within the Black Blade Organization was somewhat dire at the moment.

And his fellow protector in the yellow cloak was currently abroad on an important mission; now, the highest-ranking person available to take charge was only him.

Originally under his command were four Jin Gang and five Envoys, but now that the Qiankun Twin Swords had died under mysterious circumstances, only two Jin Gang remained.

Such a loss was rare, even in the great battle they once had with the Flame Dragon Organization and various major powers of the Ancient Martial World.

Furthermore, considering Lei Fei and Bao Yuan, the two Executors, although their ranks were not high enough to warrant Soul Lamps in the Hall of Souls, one could guess with their toes that given the Qiankun Twin Swords had lost their lives, those two would hardly fare any better.

He rather hoped that these two Executors were dead; if they were captured alive, then the trouble would be even greater.

It had to be said that the Black Blade Organization had suffered a great loss this time, taking a hard hit.

“Xu Fan…

I must grind your bones to dust and scatter your ashes to quell this hatred,” the red-robed figure murmured to himself coldly, convinced that Xu Fan had an undeniable hand in this affair.

However, although he hated Xu Fan to death, he could only endure it, not daring to act rashly.

In Zhonghai City, major incidents had happened one after another, and the Black Blade Organization had repeatedly suffered losses.

This had long drawn the attention of the Flame Dragon Organization, and it was very possible that a Chief Steward-level powerhouse was lying in wait, or even an Elder might have taken up residence.

Therefore, he dared not make any careless moves.

Moreover, he was the only one from the Black Blade Organization currently overseeing the big picture.

His urgent priority was to ensure the headquarters remained stable, leave sufficient forces garrisoned, and allow the Sect Hierarch to seclude without disturbance.

After some deliberation, Red Robe chose to hold his forces back and made a call to the Xu Family, instructing them not to stir up trouble and to turn a blind eye to Xu Fan for the time being.

Once everything was properly arranged, Red Robe thought of something and sent a mysterious text message to a shadowy figure on his mobile phone.

…

The Flame Dragon Organization was also shaken by the news of Xu Fan killing Qin Wudao.

A protector of the martial rank, having only reached the peak of the Grandmaster realm, had single-handedly suppressed a Heavenly Venerable powerhouse and, in the end, completed the kill.

This news caused an uproar at the headquarters, with countless people passionately discussing it.

“Xu Wufang?

Someone from our organization?

How come I’ve never heard of this name before?”
“At first, I thought it was a joke.

Though a Grandmaster peak is strong, in front of a Heavenly Venerable powerhouse, it’s like chicks and ducklings.

Anyway, I’m highly skeptical.”
“Protectors from Longhu Province, both Xia and Long, witnessed it with their own eyes?

This shouldn’t be a lie!”
“…”
Flame Dragon headquarters.

Four middle-aged men with powerful auras sat in a row, facing a huge 70-inch wall-mounted TV.

The screen was split into four parts, each displaying a middle-aged military officer.

These four middle-aged men were the four Chief Stewards of the Flame Dragon Organization’s headquarters, while those on the TV screen were the Chief Stewards stationed in the four borders of Yan Country.

The eight people held this meeting via video conference.

“Didn’t I tell you, hmph, my judgment has always been accurate.

Facts speak louder than words, and now you all have a clear picture as well.

A formidable Heavenly Venerable powerhouse, whom we could probably not even match collectively, was effortlessly subdued and slain by Protector Xu.

I bet you still can hardly believe it,” Li Fu said leisurely as he leaned back on the couch, casting a casual glance at Ye Duanchang beside him, and continued, “Moreover, Protector Xu’s merit this time is probably enviable even to us.

He killed a major Executor and two Jins of the Black Blade Organization and captured the major Executor Lei Fei alive.

We can’t just sit by and not reward him, can we?”
Ye Duanchang was a lean middle-aged man with a somewhat sallow complexion.

Facing Li Fuqiang’s ostentatious boasting, he suppressed the annoyance in his heart and spoke indifferently, “Old Li, aren’t you celebrating too early?

Although Protector Xu is very strong, is he willing to let you and me take control, willing to obey the headquarters’ orders?

I think we must be cautious of him; he could become a huge hidden danger in the future.”
“Elder Ye is right, I second that opinion!”
Sitting beside Ye Duanchang was Jiang Taikuang.

Towering and muscular with a fierce look, he stood on Ye Duanchang’s side.

“Would you die if you didn’t speak, without any opinion of your own?”
On Li Fuqiang’s side, Qin Jiumo, with a square and resolute face as though it was chiseled by a knife, spoke without mincing his words, scoffing, “Jiang Taikuang, it’s a shame you chose such a wild name; it’s practically an insult to the word ‘madman.'”
“Snap!”
Enraged, Jiang Taikuang smacked the armrest, rose to his feet, and unleashed his formidable and wild aura.

Roaring like a lion, he bellowed, “Qin Jiumo, dare to fight me?

I’ll beat the crap out of you.”