Chapter 1170: Xiu Ge’s Voice Has Not Ended

The Dashun delegation's convoy returned to the delegation's residence shortly afterwards.

After getting off the car, Captain Xie said to Chen Chuan: "Director Chen, you have fought two battles today, so you must have consumed a lot of energy. Take a good rest. I will take care of the outside influence and some follow-up matters."

After Chen Chuan said hello and thanked him, he separated from Captain Xie and the others and returned to his own residence.

He went to wash up first, and when he came back, he picked up the Xuejun Knife and pulled it out, then took a piece of cloth and wiped it slowly.

By the way, he reviewed the battle and examined where he still had shortcomings.

This time, just like last time, he did not use his spiritual sense at all. One reason was that he did not intend to use it in order to prevent Alura from obtaining more data.

As for the other one, just like the first time he fought with the fighter from Dongxuan Temple, he had no chance to use his spiritual sense at all, because the speed of movement and fighting of both parties was too fast, and his spiritual sense could not keep up with this speed at all.

This is actually normal. The spiritual appearance was originally used to assist in spiritual practice, and fighting is secondary, especially the human appearance.

However, it is not necessarily true that the spirit cannot participate in this kind of battle. Just like the non-body flow that he had encountered before, it is a solution. But strictly speaking, this is a set of skills developed by Cui Xuanhui based on his own characteristics. It is not suitable for others. In this regard, he actually has some ideas, but they are not mature yet.

Then there are two problems he needs to solve next. One is to master a method of killing with one blow as soon as possible, and the other is how to reasonably utilize and integrate spiritual aspects into high-level combat.

Perhaps these will not be a problem after arriving at Dongxuan Temple, but he may face a complete Dongxuan Temple fighter in the future. If this is the case, this matter will seem to need more attention.

He placed the polished Xuejun Knife in front of him. The mirror-like blade reflected his eyebrows clearly. A sharp weapon must be wiped from time to time so that it will be sharp enough for killing.

In the Federal Executive Government, in the Executive Office, Cassian and Olin finally received a telegram from the West Coast.

Cassian took the telegram from the servant and looked at it for a while. He loosened his tie and handed it to Olin without saying a word. The latter took it, looked at it for a few seconds, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"Wow, this Mr. Chen gave us a surprise, um, or should I say... a shock?"

He suddenly sighed, "The good news is that I was right to prepare two plans. The bad news is that I put more effort into the other one."

Cassian joked to him: "The West Coast legislators should have a bigger headache than you. I think they must be trying to put out fires everywhere and make up for the negative public opinion and public doubts caused by this war."

Olin said, "Is Mr. Crosall in the Executive Office now?" He said, "We'll have to see how he reacts later. I hope he won't cause us any trouble."

"Ah."

Cassian's expression turned serious. Fighters had different tempers. If over-stimulated, it was hard to guarantee that he would not have extreme thoughts, especially a throne fighter. He did not want to try that kind of destructive behavior.

He said: "It seems that we have to take this seriously and not cause a diplomatic incident. At least... we have to make a contingency plan."

Olin said helplessly: "My dear sir, it seems that I can't go back to accompany my dear Mia tonight."

Cassian smiled and said, "You can send it to me."

"Okay, remember that it likes to eat canned dog food from An Ruolin Company."

On the west side of the Aurelian Palace, in the West Coast Party's independent affairs office building, Krosar stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, looking at the somewhat gloomy sky with a gloomy look in his eyes.

This time, not only was he unable to defeat Chen Chuan, but he was directly defeated. Although it was not Chen Chuan himself, but only some of his limbs. However, being defeated so openly was something that had basically never happened before. For a throne fighter, it was enough to be called a shame.

From time to time, communication requests and voice messages would pop up on the light screen in front of him.

This has been going on since half an hour ago.

He raised his hand expressionlessly and clicked to block them all.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door in a calm voice: "Mr. Crosall, telegram."

"Bring it in."

The attendant opened the door, looked at his expression first, and then walked in cautiously.

Seeing that Crossard was standing there without saying anything, he put down the telegram, then walked away while glancing at him. Perhaps because he was a little nervous, he accidentally bumped into the corner of the table while walking, causing the teacup on the table to shake, and some of the tea that he had not yet drunk spilled out.

He was suddenly a little panicked and quickly apologized: "Sir, I'm very sorry, I will take care of it immediately.

Krosar turned his head and said coldly, "Get out."

"Yes, yes..." The servant was as if he had been pardoned. He quickly backed out and closed the door.

Crosard stood there for a while, then turned around with a grim face, picked up the telegram and read it.

There were two telegrams in total. One was from a West Coast congressman who asked him to attend a meeting in the Executive Yuan if it was convenient.

Another one was sent to him by a throne fighter on the East Coast, saying that it was an invitation to an internal tea party. Although the wording seemed ordinary, he always felt that it was full of sarcasm. He did not move his hand, but a flash of spiritual light flashed, and the telegram turned into ashes in an instant, and he pushed the door and walked out.

The guard in the corridor saluted immediately and walked into the hall. The staff and employees passing by stopped and greeted him with a smile.

But he could feel that although their expressions looked the same as before, there was a hint of subtlety in their gazes.

Just as he stepped into the special car, he glanced into the hall and saw a male and female staff member talking excitedly about something. They would glance at him from time to time, but would quickly look away.

"Sir, where are you going?" asked the driver in front.

"The Executive Office," said Krosar.

The car started slowly, and after a while, a prompt sound came from the cochlear worm. He answered the call and a voice came from it.

"Mr. Crosall, we will do our best to suppress this matter. At least not much news will be leaked in newspapers and news releases on the West Coast. However, it is difficult for us to control it here on the East Coast. We are trying our best to negotiate.

As for Dashun, our influence is relatively limited. We can only do indirect public relations through some friendly companies and media. We can’t guarantee anything specific…”

Krosar said coldly: "Don't worry about Dashun. Try to suppress the news on the East Coast."

"Okay, we'll try our best." The voice hesitated a little, "Sir, maybe we can raise fewer sharp topics in the meeting later. Of course, this is just our suggestion."

Krosar didn't answer, but just turned off the communication coldly.

The driver noticed something, but he kept silent and drove towards Aurelian Palace.

Here at the Dashun First Visiting Group, Jiang Hongzhi and two deputy heads of the group had already read the telegram sent by Head Xie.

They did not rush to do anything. After receiving a call from the Federal Executive Office, they communicated with them and readily agreed not to publish any news before the federal media.

They did not make any demands on this matter. They were tough when necessary and cooperated when necessary. They won in this matter and as the winners, they can be more tolerant.

Jiang Hongzhi first asked his assistant to send a telegram of congratulations to the second visiting group, and then said: "Director Chen did a great job in this matter. He won honor for us, maintained the dignity of Dashun and individuals, and also gave us more initiative."

Chu Zhixian remained silent. The winner is not to be blamed. Before the duel, he could express some different opinions, but since the matter has been settled and everyone has enjoyed the benefits brought by it, he certainly won't say anything more.

Jiang Hongzhi said to Tu Haisheng: "Most of the tasks of the second delegation have been completed. According to the original plan, they will come to join us soon. Deputy Head Tu, you should make arrangements in advance."

Tu Haisheng agreed.

Jiang Hongzhi then said to Chu Zhixian, "Deputy Head Chu, please accompany me to the meeting this afternoon."

Chu Zhixian bowed and said, "Okay, Captain."

In the central city of Asia, the day after the battle ended.

Head of the delegation Xie invited Chen Chuan to his place. After he sat down, he poured him a cup of tea and said, "Director Chen, the delegation's mission on the west coast of the Federation has almost been completed, which is better than we imagined.

This time it was mainly thanks to the cooperation of Director Chen. If it weren’t for Director Chen, things would not have gone so smoothly.

As for the Tavartinians, thanks to the deterrent power shown by Director Chen, those people should not cause us any trouble in the near future."

He smiled and said, "A lot of things went smoothly yesterday, much more smoothly than before."

The defeat of Rosard and the subsequent defeat of Crosar dealt a heavy blow to the Tavartinian immigrants and their upper class. After the news spread yesterday, there was considerable silence there.

Chen Chuan knew very well that this was only temporary, and that these people would find countless excuses to justify their defeat. They would never admit defeat, because that would be tantamount to completely denying themselves, unless Dashun completely crushed them like the Federation did.

But these have nothing to do with him, and he has no intention of paying attention to what these people think.

Captain Xie said, "Our mission is over, so it's almost time for us to go to the east coast."

Chen Chuan was prepared for this. He asked, "When do we set off?"

Head Xie said, "If Director Chen has nothing else to do, how about arranging the trip in two days?"

Chen Chuan thought for a moment and said, "Okay."

……

(End of this chapter)

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