Chapter 473: The Blade of Fate

The room was completely silent.

It was as if everything froze the moment Yenir’s words fell.

The two were extremely close as they looked into Yenir’s determined, unwavering eyes, and Lin Rou’s heart skipped a beat.

Suddenly, she realized that the Yenir before her was unlike any high-ranking official—even unlike anyone at all.

She didn’t dare wonder what Yenir planned or what he expected from her.

In silence, Lin Rou lowered her head and, with newfound resolve, reached out to grasp the blue longsword Yenir offered.

Would it then be nothing more than a simple tool?

It hardly mattered anymore…

As long as there was power, anything was acceptable!

Seeing Lin Rou clutch the hilt so tightly, Yenir suddenly laughed.

“Very good.”

Sometimes, there were things too delicate for him to handle alone. Naturally, he needed a blade hidden in the shadows.

Judging by Lin Rou’s character and her past actions, he believed that this girl would bring him many surprises.

As for whether his methods were honorable or despicable…

Whether his plans would defy official orders—or even be heresy…

It no longer mattered.

Those destined for greatness pay no heed to trivialities and will use any means necessary!

Yenir knew full well that for victory, he would do anything.

Just like Lin Rou, who would accept any price for revenge.

“I’ll be back in about two weeks,”

“If you need anything in the meantime, contact Tang Hai—you know who he is.”

“I hope you’re still alive when I return.”

Having spoken softly, Yenir immediately rose without hesitation and strode toward the door.

He didn’t need any formalities with Lin Rou, nor did he worry that she might snatch something and run.

The people Lin Rou wished to kill and the deeds she planned were essentially the same as his.

Looking up from the bed, Lin Rou parted her lips as she felt the icy touch of the hilt in her hand.

Watching Yenir’s departing back, a strange glimmer flashed in her eyes for reasons unknown.

She had an unsettling feeling.

That her fate had been altered in that very moment.

……………….

“Young Yenir, won’t you stay a bit longer?”

“Is it that I’m not providing proper hospitality?”

In the Canglang Safe Zone, Tang Hai—who was still in a meeting with the Safe Zone’s upper echelons—rushed out of the conference room and cautiously replied via communication upon receiving Yenir’s message.

Seeing Yenir’s request for him to ready fighter jets to return to the Capital, a strange feeling washed over him.

Did this kid really plan to leave after just a few days?

Wasn’t he supposed to obtain something from Yinglong? Now it seems he’s given up in advance. His demeanor screams he’s in a hurry to bolt…

He muttered to himself.

Having learned about Yenir’s general movements from his trusted aides, he knew that Yenir hadn’t really accomplished anything.

Apart from a recent trip and a casual purchase of some military prisoners, there had been no other significant moves.

“The reception was fine. Uncle Tang sure tried his best.”

“I’ll be back again soon, and I’ll be bothering you once more.”

Hmmm?

Outside the conference room, Tang Hai’s brow furrowed as the relief he’d felt earlier was quickly replaced by anxiety.

Back again soon? For what? To keep pestering Yinglong for materials?

To be honest, he doubted Yenir’s chances of success.

His military status meant nothing to Yinglong. Expecting Yinglong to part with his most prized trophy was as unlikely as him sending away his beloved.

Hmm…

Alright then—it seems the kid has this under control.

Lost in his thoughts, Tang Hai suddenly recalled Blood Nightingale. Just the thought of that enchantress being mistreated by the kid made his heart ache.

Could it be that he’s fleeing in panic to avoid getting caught by Yinglong?

Rumor had it that Yinglong’s recent departure from the Safe Zone involved taking Blood Nightingale somewhere…

As if recalling something, Tang Hai’s face shifted repeatedly before he subtly tried to persuade him:

“Young Yenir, some things are best experienced only once.”

“Yinglong wields immense power in the Far Frontier. If anything were to happen to you, I doubt I could even lend a hand.”

His expression grew complicated, and after sending the message, Tang Hai’s face was etched with a sour, bubbling frustration.

He assumed that Yenir would return next time solely for Blood Nightingale.

After all, given the timing, perhaps Yenir’s next visit was to orchestrate a rendezvous with Blood Nightingale—staging some thrilling antics right under Yinglong’s nose.

They’re all men; he knew too well the allure of such temptations.

But dancing on the edge like this was dangerously akin to playing with fire.

Inside the fighter jet, Yenir’s eyes flickered as he realized Tang Hai had misunderstood him.

After a brief hesitation, he skipped the pleasantries and got straight to the point:

“Uncle Tang, while I’m away, I need you to gather some intel from within the Far Frontier.”

“Also, I wonder if you’d be interested in taking command of the Canglang Safe Zone.”

The message was short but struck Tang Hai like a bolt out of the blue.

The first sentence was acceptable—he could surely gather the intelligence.

But Yenir’s final sentence instantly made him grasp the deeper implication.

Gather intel… and command the Canglang?!

This kid… Does Yenir, on behalf of the Military, really intend something bold?!

Is the Military planning to strike the Far Frontier, with Yenir trying to recruit him?!

A man of deep scheming, always overthinking, Tang Hai felt a storm rising within him, leaving him barely able to breathe.

“Young Yenir, you must be joking.”

“What could I, Tang Hai, possibly have done to merit such notions? I don’t know you…”

While Tang Hai cautiously tried to probe further, the next message from Yenir hit him almost brutally.

“Uncle Tang, I don’t want to beat around the bush.”

“Help me out, and I’ll give you everything you desire! Join me, and become one of the Military’s own!”

“You know very well that the Military won’t let the Far Frontier continue like this! Stay on this sinking ship or join the Authorities—it’s up to you!”

“Frankly, what are Yinglong and a handful of Safe Zone commanders? If it weren’t for the Military’s reluctance to suffer many casualties, they could have swept this place in a single day!”

Unmistakably blunt, Yenir’s threat was dominant—and it was the truth!

On the fighter jet, as the engines roared to life, the chill in Yenir’s eyes deepened.

He had no time for small talk with Tang Hai, too lazy even to appeal to their shared Chinese honor.

In short, cooperate with me and I’ll ensure you live in luxury as one of the future elite of the Far Frontier! If you don’t know your place, don’t blame me when the Military crushes you so completely you won’t even know how you died!

This message represented the Authorities; though Yenir knew all too well that even in his past life, the officials never acted against the Far Frontier.

But once spoken, it would become reality!

What are Yinglong and those few elusive Peak Third-Stage cultivators, anyway? It’s just a matter of time!

Don’t even mention the Military making a move—give Yenir a little more time, and he alone could crush everything, leaving the insurgent forces in a river of blood!

On the other end of the communication, Tang Hai’s hair stood on end as he almost felt the weight of Yenir’s overbearing tone.

Is he really planning to act? Doesn’t the Military fear massive casualties?

Caught off guard, he took a deep breath and asked:

“Young Yenir, is this the Military’s intention? Does the Military really…”

“Don’t call me Young Yenir anymore! I’m Yenir!”

“Honorary Committee Member of the Huaxia Battle Zone, First-Class Yenir!”

“You… you should know who I am!”