452: Kill their arrogance

“No…”

The President looked at the Imperial Guards as if he had seen a ghost.

No, it was even scarier than a ghost!

What else could this dirty thing be doing in his office besides an assassination?

He was about to shout when an Imperial Guard grabbed him by the throat.

The Imperial Guard's gaze was sinister, and he said coldly, “The Divine Emperor has a decree: kneel.”

The President had already surrendered to Qin Yang, so upon hearing that he still had the right to kneel, he didn't hesitate.

He knelt down with a thud before the Imperial Guard.

The Imperial Guard then flicked his Flying Fish Robe and sat in the President's chair.

The moment he sat down, he transformed back into Yu Maochun.

Seeing this, a look of realization flashed in the President's eyes.

He seemed to understand something… So, the previous Yu Maochun had always been a summoned creature of Qin Yang!?

WTF!?

This summoned creature had become the second-in-command of the Free Federation?

And he had appointed him???

Alright, alright, so this is how we're playing?

The President couldn't help but laugh, a laugh of release.

He thought he was playing a game of wits with Qin Yang.

As it turned out, he was completely cooperating with Qin Yang's performance!

No wonder for a while, he suspected he was a bit like an undercover agent.

It turned out he really was!

Heaven knows how many assists he had given Qin Yang when Yu Maochun was around?

What else could be said?

We lost, but we lost gloriously?

With such a sneaky individual, who could do anything about him?

After laughing, the President bowed to “Yu Maochun” and said, “May I ask, Sir, what is the Divine Emperor’s decree?”

“Yu Maochun” crossed his hands, propped his legs, and said, “The Divine Emperor invites you for a strategic decisive battle in the Pacific Ocean.”

The President was stunned and quickly waved his hand, saying, “I don’t want to fight! I am willing to surrender unconditionally.”

“Yu Maochun” shook his head and said, “The Divine Emperor said that surrender is possible, but he wants to leave an indelible scar on you.”

At this point, “Yu Maochun” leaned forward, a smile blossoming on his face, but his gaze was sinister.

He said, “The Divine Emperor specifically instructed that you must stake all the Free Federation's assets at once, without any reservations. After it’s done, he will ensure the safety of your family.”

The President froze on the spot.

All sorts of formulas appeared in his mind.

Before his brain completely crashed, a look of realization flashed in his eyes.

The President was silent for a moment.

He said, “I understand the Divine Emperor’s meaning. I will wage a decisive battle with Shenzhou with great fanfare, and lose completely in front of the whole world.”

Yu Maochun smiled and extended his hand to the President, saying, “You are already a comrade.”

The President hesitated for a moment, then clasped his hand.

At this moment, he felt the red tie on his chest was even more vibrant… Supreme Imperial City.

Qin Yang lay in the bathtub, his body and mind relaxed.

Upon hearing that the President had become a “comrade,” a smile played on his lips.

Towards the President, this “enemy.”

Qin Yang had never harbored killing intent.

Because he knew that his enemy was never a specific person in the Free Federation.

But rather, the entire nation.

No matter who became the President.

They would suppress Shenzhou to maintain their hegemony.

Therefore, what Qin Yang wanted to kill was the national will of this country, not individuals.

The pioneering history of the Free Federation is a history of slaughter.

As descendants of pirates, these people also possess a “martial spirit.”

They believe that barbarism and violence can solve all problems.

Coupled with the many years of colonialism and hegemony.

Their domestic populace has a sense of superiority, looking down on others.

Most citizens of the Free Federation still believe they are number one in the world.

This inherent arrogance prevents them from easily submitting to anyone.

Even if Qin Yang occupied that land, he would face the challenge of how to govern.

Bloody suppression and genocide are very effective methods.

But the current Qin Yang can no longer use such simple and brutal methods.

His conceptual principle is dominion, not slaughter.

Large-scale slaughter of the Human Race does not align with “giving the Human Race something to rely on.”

Therefore, Qin Yang needed to change his approach.

That was to completely kill their arrogance and break their backbone.

The method used was to crushingly eliminate their proud military in one go.

Just like a water droplet igniting two thousand firecrackers.

To make them feel despair, to transform that inherent arrogance into inferiority.

Only by achieving this would they be willing to be second-class citizens, and the Shenzhou Empire could peacefully rule that land.

This matter required someone to coordinate from within and without.

Otherwise, the casualties would not be complete.

Fortunately, the President had become a “comrade.”

No… In fact, from the very beginning, he had already been a comrade.

He just didn't know it himself.

“At that time, let's also have a sky screen broadcast.”

“Let the whole world see.”

“How the Free Federation disappeared.”

Qin Yang thought to himself.

After the Divine War, world unity was only a matter of time.

Qin Yang didn't want to expend too much energy on this matter.

The ideal state was for all nations to pay tribute after making an example of one.

“The Old Ancestor’s Wisdom is still the most useful.”

Qin Yang thought proudly.

Just then, a voice came from outside.

“Your Majesty, the guests have arrived.”

“I know.” Qin Yang replied.

After the Ascension Ceremony, there was also a banquet.

He also had to announce the Empire's next five-year plan at this banquet… Night fell, and the Supreme Imperial City was illuminated by dazzling lights.

It was like a brilliant pearl embedded in the earth.

Inside and outside the palace, lanterns and decorations hung, and the sounds of drums and flutes intertwined, melodious and pleasant.

Rows of palace maids in magnificent court dresses held bright lanterns, leading the guests like graceful Fairies, heading towards the Hall of Supreme Harmony where the celebration was being held.

“Our Your Majesty is really bold, just finished a Divine War in the daytime, and announced a party in the evening. I can’t even switch gears.”

Zhan Tianxiong and Qiu Yan followed behind the palace maids, passing through layers of corridors.

As the wartime commander-in-chief, Zhan Tianxiong still hadn't shaken off the tension from the Ascension Ceremony.

“Your words are very inconsiderate to His Majesty.” Qiu Yan walked, raising his hand and bowing in the Void Realm, “His Majesty fought with the gods all day, can he not enjoy himself?”

“You’re getting more and more like a treacherous minister.” Zhan Tianxiong rolled his eyes at Qiu Yan in disdain.

Being called a treacherous minister, Qiu Yan immediately became anxious and loudly exclaimed, “You son of a bitch, don’t slander me! I’ll sue you for defamation!”

Cursing Zhan Tianxiong wasn't enough; he also tried to explain to the palace maids in front, “Everyone, don’t listen to him, he’s slandering me!”

The reason Qiu Yan was so nervous.

It was because these palace maids were all Qin Yang’s summoned creatures.

While fulfilling their duties as palace maids, they also served as “informants.”

And… do you know if there are any Imperial Guards among these palace maids?

It’s no exaggeration to say.

In this Supreme Imperial City, everyone you see might not be themselves.

Qiu Yan even suspected that Zhan Tianxiong beside him was not himself.