Chapter 51.2
We, Dragons, Are All About Losing a Point and Demanding Ten More (2)
Inside the secret conference room of the Aiwen Regional Administration.
Mu Heng sat at the seat of honor, gazing at a group of influential and high-ranking officials from the Aiwen District nearby.
Although they were all calm and collected, there was still a hint of fear that could not be concealed in their eyes.
They had all heard some rumors and were clear about why Mu Heng had called them here this time.
However, only a small number showed a willingness to cooperate with the plan after Wen Yao's speech. At the same time, most members continued to play dumb, obviously not ready to hand over their possessions so easily. They still had a bit of hope in their hearts, either because they thought the dragon would not come after them or because they were extraordinarily confident in their defense and thought they would not suffer a loss.
How foolish. How greedy.
A hint of impatience swept across the bottom of Mu Heng's eyes.
At this moment, Wen Yao received a short message. She was slightly stunned and came over, lowering her voice and saying something at Mu Heng's side.
Mu Heng was also slightly startled.
He lowered his eyelashes, thought for a moment, and said, "Release this news."
Wen Yao said, "Yes."
She coughed lightly, raised her voice, and said, "We have just received news that Lu Yuanyi, the Principal of Aiwen Academy, has just been attacked inside the academy and has now been taken to the hospital for treatment.
"He is badly injured, with crushed fractures all over his body that appear to have been broken with a forceful crush. Besides, the overexertion of magical power makes the healing process long and painful. Even under the best medical care available, it will take him years to recover. To make matters worse, Principal Lu has been screaming at the hospital that he has been burned. Still, the doctors have not found any traces of burns on his body, most likely magical trauma at the soul level. This trauma may not heal completely and the after-effects will perhaps be with him for life."
Wen Yao reported in a calm and steady voice unhurriedly.
The entire secret meeting hall fell silent and everyone's faces showed stunned expressions as they stared at each other in disbelief, unable to believe their ears for a moment.
They knew, of course, about Lu Yuanyi.
He was probably one of the most respected experts in the entire continent in the field of defense and as long as he unleashed his magical defense, he could be considered almost invincible. Of all the people here, no one dared to say they could be sure of their ability to break through Lu Yuanyi's defense...
A person unlikely to be injured was attacked to the point of serious injury in what they thought was a very safe academy.
How... How was this possible?
Wen Yao spoke up at the right time. "Our personnel have been sent to the hospital while another was sent to the academy. Although we have yet to learn any relevant information from anyone, Principal Lu's underground warehouse seems to be in an open state. All the property inside has likely been looted and disappeared."
This statement had an almost decisive effect.
Many who had been reluctant to cooperate since a while ago gradually showed a wavering expression on their faces.
They hesitated as if they were contemplating the pros and cons.
Right when Wen Yao was about to ride the wave of victory and continue to speak further, Mu Heng, who was at the side, stood up and calmly interrupted her, "Why don't you all think about it and give me an answer in three days?"
"I have other related things to attend to next, so I will not be able to accompany everyone." After saying that, Mu Heng gave a slight nod to the crowd before him, then walked out without a second thought.
Wen Yao froze for a couple of seconds but still reacted very quickly.
She stood up and finished professionally and cordially, escorting these influential and high-ranking officials of the Aiwen District out of the secret meeting hall one by one.
Mu Heng walked down the corridor outside the conference hall toward the door outside, the stiff soles of his shoes tapping on the floor with a smooth and hasty sound.
As he walked, he took out his cell phone.
The interface popped up, and Shi An's contact information appeared on top of the screen.
However, before Mu Heng could dial the number, a familiar voice came from behind him. "Chief Mu... here you are."
Mu Heng paused his movement and turned his head to look.
Only to see the Local Governor of the Aiwen District hurriedly walking fast in this direction. He took out a handkerchief to wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead and said, "This - I am very supportive of your plan and am willing to cooperate. If you need it, I'm willing to help you persuade others. I believe they will be willing to give me face..."
"But, I didn't come here to tell you this..."
The Governor of Aiwen District took a step closer and lowered his voice, saying, "I'm hoping that I can make a small transaction with you. If your dragon slaying plan is successful, will you be willing to give me face and sell the dragon scales to me? Not only the dragon scales, the internal organs or dragon bones will also be good..."
The man with silver hair and blue eyes slowly narrowed his eyes, which were cold and mysterious.
His tone was still calm and quiet, but his low voice inexplicably carried a bit of creepy coldness, chill, and indifference.
"What?"
The Governor of Aiwen District was utterly unaware of the approaching danger.
He had a flattering smile, but a greedy look flashed under his eyes.
"Of course, I'd be willing to offer you a very fitting price for your troubles."