Chapter 582: Prelude to the Plan (3k)
“Miss Su? Could it be that this plan wasn’t organized by the Former Patriarch of the Chen Family?”
As Elder Mo finished speaking, almost everyone turned to look at Chen Jia’er, who was at the center, their faces showing a hint of confusion, even with a questioning tone.
The reason they were all gathered here was precisely because the current acting Young Family Head of the Chen Family had stated that the plan was organized by the War God-level Former Patriarch. If this Young Family Head hadn’t said so, they wouldn’t have dared to take such a big risk.
“To be honest, this plan was not actually orchestrated by my grandfather…”
Feeling the scrutinizing gazes piercing him like needles, Chen Jia’er smiled and shook his head, frankly admitting to having misled them earlier.
“Not planned by Old Mr. Chen?”
Upon hearing this, many people’s expressions turned somewhat grim. This plan already involved fighting high-ranking members of the Ancient God Sect, and even a slight mistake could lead to death.
Sensing the change in their expressions, Chen Jia’er merely smiled slightly and unhurriedly added:
“Although the operation was not planned by my grandfather, he did review the plan. Being able to borrow three High-Rank Battle Kings, don’t you all understand yet?”
Hearing that the Former Patriarch was actually aware of the situation, many people’s expressions slightly recovered some composure. After all, since Old Mr. Chen had seen it, the plan should have some feasibility.
“This isn’t a problem…”
The standing elder stroked his beard and nodded, but then narrowed his eyes and asked the question everyone was most eager to know, “Just what level is the so-called top combat power?”
After all, high-level beings directly crushed low-level beings. It was incredibly easy for a War God to kill a High-Rank Battle King. Therefore, the safest approach was to match King with King and general with general.
“My boyfriend said it should be above Demigod, and…”
After Chen Jia’er mentioned Su Jiu’s level being above Demigod, those people’s expressions relaxed considerably. Elder Mo, on the other hand, appeared calm and composed; he had witnessed Su Jiu’s strength.
Chen Jia’er paused slightly, then, as these people breathed a sigh of relief, he smiled and added, “She brought three peak War God-level powerhouses.”
As soon as his words fell, the surroundings immediately fell into a deathly silence. The relaxed expression on the elder’s face froze, and he looked at Chen Jia’er somewhat mechanically, asking with a slight dryness, “Three War God-levels? What level is this mission, and who are we facing…”
Initially, Chen Jia’er bringing three Chen Family retainers and many hidden guards to carry out the mission had already made these people suspect if the mission was very high-level and difficult.
Now that he mentioned bringing three War Gods, this was clearly the configuration for a top-tier mission. It was hard not to suspect what they would be facing this time.
“Huu…”
Sensing the nervous gazes, Chen Jia’er exhaled softly. He knew that the people present would serve as support in the subsequent mission, so he no longer kept any secrets and slowly opened his mouth:
“Mission: [Operation Frost Break], Executor: Elder Jiu. As for the objective of the mission itself, there is only one: to protect thirteen cities and repel the Singer…”
“Repel whom? The Singer!?”
As Chen Jia’er’s words slowly came out, an indescribable shock appeared on everyone’s faces. But soon, this shock turned into indifference. After all, fighting the “Singer” was not something they would be involved in.
Soon, everyone understood the current situation through Chen Jia’er’s every word. These scattered guilds had already received payment from the Chen Family, and with the arrival of the top-tier forces, they naturally had no objections to striking the Ancient God Sect.
“To be able to know so many War Gods as support, Miss Jia’er is long past being comparable to Miss Qianyun. The position of Family Head is likely already secured, and we should choose our allegiance early.”
At the further end of a pillar, two elders wearing practice robes with the character “Chen” on them looked at each other with admiration. They saw the demeanor of the Patriarch in this young lady who was once a concubine’s daughter – the same spirit of daring to take the lead.
“Then, when do we make our move?”
The elder who had stood up also recovered his senses and no longer engaged in any prevarication, asking forthrightly. For such a major mission, the Dragon Country had never been stingy with commendation points, allowing them to gain benefits from both sides.
Just as everyone was sharpening their knives, thinking that the assassination plan was about to be initiated, Chen Jia’er actually sat down, closed his eyes slightly, and uttered a few words:
“Wait, wait until the ‘Lexington gunfire’ is heard from the government building.”
…
While these people were talking, Su Jiu and the others had already arrived at the Mayor’s office. Even upon exiting the car, they could feel several strong auras locking onto them.
“Testing me? I’m wearing this attire, how dare a mere Battle King level test me?”
Su Jiu smiled indifferently, glanced at the rooftops of the office buildings, ignored them, and unhurriedly walked towards the center in his Ancient God Sect attire.
However, after the aura had been probing for more than half a minute, it seemed reluctant to probe any further and withdrew. A few shadows seemed to move on the rooftop, all holding a prism-shaped small box in their hands.
“The Ferryman has made arrangements, first to shield the aura.”
After Su Jiu and the others entered the government office building, a white light flashed from the shadows, instantly establishing a barrier-like shield, and then completely enveloped the entire office building.
“Lord Priest, those three adults are wearing Bishop’s black robes. Are we not being disrespectful by doing this?”
Another shadow withdrew its gaze from Su Jiu and the others, with a hint of trepidation in its eyes, clearly wary of their attire.
“Excluding the two Bishops who returned from the northwest to drop people off, I really can’t think of anyone else who would come here, and besides…”
On the other side, a woman wearing the attire of a Priest leaned against an apron, lit a slender cigarette, and said cautiously, “After that car drove in, they didn’t arrange for the Shallow Believers to enter the church as we agreed, and we didn’t even see the shadows of the Shallow Believers.”
“You mean…” Beside the woman, a shadow’s face showed a look of sudden realization, but it quickly turned towards the direction where Su Jiu and the others had disappeared with some apprehension and asked, “These people are very likely disguised police?”
“There is a certain possibility… but inside is an adult Ferryman, a War God-level powerhouse.”
The heavily made-up face of the female Priest showed a casual smile as she leaned against the wall again, watching the smoke rings swirl and dissipate into the sky. Her smile gradually became more radiant:
“If they want to infiltrate and probe, how would they know that we are not waiting to catch them in a trap?”
Bypassing the empty government hall, Su Jiu, with the other two and a monkey, leisurely walked towards the second floor. At this moment, the building seemed to have entered a silent zone; it was excessively quiet, yet there were sounds of footsteps.
These were the local civil servants walking around carrying out their duties.
Many civil servants saw their attire but showed no extra expressions, like puppets, continuing with their work.
When passing by a civil servant holding a cup of coffee, Aman stood on his tiptoes to take the coffee from his hand and started drinking. He found that the civil servant still maintained the gesture of holding a coffee cup as he headed to his office, which made Fat Monkey’s mouth twitch, and he bluntly said:
“The signs of these people being mind-controlled are too obvious, aren’t they?”
Looking at the coffee cup in Aman’s hand, Su Jiu rolled his eyes and softly instructed, “Don’t drink anything in here randomly. I can feel that while these people appear to be walking, they are actually observing our every move.”
“Okay…”
Pouting, Aman uninterestingly threw the coffee away. When the glass cup touched the tiled floor, it bounced up with a “snap!” sound and rolled into a corner without shattering.
“A special formation?!”
This action made the expressions of the three and a monkey turn serious. Aman remained silent, a flicker of golden light flashing in his pupils as he scanned the entire room. He met Su Jiu’s gaze again and made a shushing gesture.
He then used three monkey fingers to probe the three white lines binding their wrists and transmitted his voice through external qi, stating that as long as they didn’t make any sudden movements, the formation would not activate, and the controller of the formation was in the top-floor office.
“Let’s go, lest we keep that person waiting.”
Knowing Aman’s ability to see through illusions, Su Jiu made a gesture upwards to Nami and the other person, then his expression returned to normal. He leisurely walked with his hands behind his back, following behind Aman with a calm demeanor.
Finally, in front of a dark wooden door, Aman stopped. As Su Jiu approached the wooden door, he could smell an unpleasant and oppressive aura.
“The door is likely the eye of the formation. This formation controller is truly arrogant.”
His gaze swept over the wooden door, only to find it carved with winding formation runes. With his skills as an Alchemy Master, and after a slight sensing, Su Jiu could discover the flow of the formation routes on it.
Since Su Jiu had discovered it, she couldn’t just stand by. A smile appeared on her face, her fingernails grew rapidly, and she circled the eye of the formation, modifying an important functional route.
In this way, once the formation route flowed with energy, it was likely to cause the entire formation to be paralyzed.
“Come in.”
As if puzzled why Su Jiu and the others were taking so long outside the door, the person inside couldn’t wait any longer and said lightly.
Giving the others a warning look, Su Jiu reached out and twisted the doorknob with a “click.” Upon entering, they saw two people: one in a formal suit sitting behind the desk, and the other in a black straw cloak leaning on a sofa nearby.
Before Su Jiu and the others could speak, the man in the black straw cloak suddenly looked up, swept his gaze over them with interest, and then asked with a smile:
“Are you looking for His Excellency the Mayor, or are you looking for me?”
