To those greedy bastards within the organization.

Harley Yous had no good feelings whatsoever.

Clearly, they hadn’t contributed much to the organization, yet just because they followed Simoski from early on, they got high positions.

Over the years, they amassed wealth for themselves countless times and married numerous concubines.

Even so, after Simoski died, these people recklessly turned against him.

If Harley Yous hadn’t reacted fast enough, he probably would’ve died at their hands long ago.

"They just became leaders somehow."

Harley Yous adjusted his emotions.

"If I’m not mistaken, it’s the people behind Leng Bing who made the move. Let’s go see the condition of our lifesaver talisman now."

"Boss, Leng Bing’s status has been consistently pessimistic; it feels like he won’t last a few days..."

Harley Yous didn’t slow down his pace, but his tone grew heavier.

"No matter the method, do everything possible to keep Leng Bing hanging on."

"No matter what, Leng Bing absolutely cannot die on us; otherwise, those idiots’ fate will be ours."

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Zhang Beixing didn’t return the phone to Guliya for now.

He was waiting for the data feedback from The Ninth Bureau.

Zhang Beixing wasn’t going to believe that a missile had really been launched just because Guliya presented some photos, videos, and a button on a phone.

If he were fooled by such tricks, Zhang Beixing wouldn’t be able to show his face again; he’d be utterly embarrassed.

Zhang Beixing was inclined to trust the girl, but verifying it was only normal.

After receiving definite news from the Ninth Bureau Headquarters, Zhang Beixing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It really did blow up!

Zhang Beixing’s phone received a video from The Ninth Bureau.

It was taken by satellite.

Though a bit blurry, the general situation was clear.

A few minutes ago, a missile had struck a building, causing smoke and dust to scatter everywhere.

The entire building collapsed.

An area of about two kilometers was affected.

It was almost flattened, showcasing the missile’s formidable power.

Even Zhang Beixing thought to himself.

If he were to face this missile head-on, like when he faced the Katyusha rocket before.

Could he withstand it?

This thought flashed through Zhang Beixing’s mind.

He decided to verify it when he had the chance.

Thinking about it here was pointless; it was better to conduct a practical experiment later and let the facts speak.

Now, Zhang Beixing felt an excitement for this experiment in his heart, and he really believed he could do it.

Zhang Beixing put his phone back in his pocket, then returned Guliya’s phone to her, saying with a smile, "Very good, you’ve passed my test. Go sit down; when I return to Great Xia, I’ll take you with me."

Guliya felt relieved, her whole body relaxing a bit.

The previous tension eased, and her speech became less stammered.

"Thank you, Minister Zhang!"

Guliya didn’t care about where she’d be in the future.

Seeing Zhang Beixing’s attitude, Guliya also felt that she wouldn’t be mistreated.

After getting Zhang Beixing’s affirmative response, she returned to her seat and reverted to her previously quiet demeanor.

Zhang Beixing also sat back, placing his hands on the table, with his left hand tapping gently on the tabletop.

The sound was light, yet struck the rabble like a heavy hammer.

"Next one, please."

An Asian-looking person beside Guliya stood up.

Though not arrogant, he still dared to look Zhang Beixing in the eye.

After a glance with Zhang Beixing, he spoke. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

"Hello, Minister Zhang, I am also a Great Xia person."

Zhang Beixing remained indifferent, unsoftened by his claim of being a Great Xia person.

There are plenty of Great Xia people, constituting over one-fifth of the world’s population.

Being a Great Xia person doesn’t inherently make you a good person.

Seeing Zhang Beixing’s lack of reaction, with his expression still calm as still water, a trace of complicated emotion flashed in his eyes but quickly returned to normal.

"My name is Li Dongming, and I’m mainly skilled in divination and inference."

Divination? Inference?

A fortune teller?

Zhang Beixing found it amusing.

Qingcheng Mountain, Wudang Mountain—Zhang Beixing had been there, causing a stir.

He had also interacted with the people in charge of these mountains.

Although some interactions weren’t completely harmonious, Zhang Beixing had a basic understanding of Taoist concepts.

Even those Taoist priests didn’t dare claim infallibility.

This young man, a young man wandering abroad, actually had the gall to boast about being skilled in divination and inference?

"Go ahead and elaborate."

Zhang Beixing gestured for him to begin.

The person, undaunted, took out a bunch of miscellaneous items from his backpack and placed them on the table in front of Zhang Beixing.

A box of divination sticks, a turtle shell, some copper coins, a few sheets of white paper and a pen, and a compass.

Arranging these items, he addressed Zhang Beixing.

"Minister Zhang, please choose one, and I’ll divine for you."

Zhang Beixing glanced at him and, without hesitation, randomly picked a stick from the divination sticks.