Chapter 1068

Fallen Angel Twelve-Winged Black Cat Clan: "Hehehe, it's settled then!"

Aisi Desi: "...... I've already granted Black Cat access rights!"

Aisi Desi did not mention the issue on Su Han's side; after all, as president, Su Han inherently possessed the right to freely traverse multiple worlds.

After concluding his negotiations, Su Han opened his eyes and saw the empty table before him, with Chihong and Heitong staring at him with eager expressions.

"...... Your eating speed truly exceeds my imagination!"

Su Han's expression became: remarkably varied, and he quickly sped up, gulping down two mouthfuls and finishing all the food in his bowl.

He then stood up and adjusted his clothing.

"By the way, Mengqi Lage, are you coming?"

Su Han thought of something and turned his gaze toward Mengqi Lage.

Lei Mu was somewhat tempted, but tugged at Lei Muleimu's sleeve and shook her head sharply; Lei Muleimu suddenly remembered something and fell silent at once.

Su Han gave Mengqi Lage a deep look and heard her thoughts.

Mengqi Lage believed it best to devote all her time to cultivation, to catch up with Su Han in the shortest possible time—this was what she ought to do, and what would not betray Su Han's expectations.

"Take a break occasionally! Balance work and rest—it might be better."

Su Han spoke softly to Mengqi Lage.

Mengqi Lage paused, then said nothing, but her attitude was already clear; Su Han's face showed a complex expression, yet he did not press further.

"Then forget it."

Su Han turned his gaze to Chihong and Heitong: "Don't resist me—I'm sending you to another world; I want to test something!"

As he spoke, Su Han's pupils instantly transformed into a Mangekyō Sharingan; the swirling patterns within his eyes rotated slowly, drawing Chihong and Heitong into the Kamui space.

"...... If I use the Mangekyō Sharingan to transport others, will the people in my Kamui space also require a 100-point Travel Rune?"

Su Han's eyes flickered.

Although Su Han did not lack 100 points, he was deeply curious about this very matter.

After purchasing one Travel Rune, Su Han was about to activate it when the system popped up a notification: insufficient Travel Runes.

"As expected...... trying to cheat the system isn't as simple as that!"

Su Han clicked his tongue; he wasn't overly disappointed—he had merely wanted to test it, nothing more. So he bought two more Travel Runes.

The next breath, Su Han clicked to travel, and his figure vanished.

...... World of Red Eyes of the Fallen, Grand General's Mansion.

Aisi Desi sat quietly at the center of the Grand General's Mansion garden.

The Grand General's Mansion was extremely vast, but compared to last time, foot traffic had greatly diminished.

Only a few maids dressed in maid uniforms walked and worked within the mansion.

"Aisi Desi! Are you just fooling us? Will Chihong really return soon?"

Lei Ona crossed her arms and eyed Aisi Desi with suspicion.

"What do you think?"

Aisi Desi sneered.

If others didn't treat her well, why should she treat them well? Not to mention, in raw power alone, she was unquestionably the strongest in the Red Eyes of the Fallen world.

Had it not been for the face of Dorag and Najietan, Lei Ona's hostile tone alone would have already turned her into a block of ice.

"Lei Ona, shut up."

Najietan sat across from Aisi Desi and turned to glare at Lei Ona.

Her expression was stern.

No one understood Aisi Desi's terrifying nature better than she did.

Even now as Prime Minister, she still treated Aisi Desi—seemingly retired, holding no power—with utmost respect, even lowering her own status by a notch.

Because she had once trained under Dorag alongside Aisi Desi, she had a crystal-clear understanding of Aisi Desi's full strength.

If Aisi Desi wished, she could kill everyone present in an instant.

The only one with any chance of survival was Najietan—and even that... was not due to her own strength.

It was only because Aisi Desi spared her life out of respect for Dorag.

The gap between them had reached this level.

"Smart of you."

Aisi Desi lifted her teacup and took a sip.

She had granted him face—once, and only once; if Lei Ona spoke a second word, she would strike immediately.

Unaware she had just walked past the gates of death, Lei Ona opened her mouth, still showing a hint of resentment—but finally, under Najietan's stern gaze, she clamped it shut.

"...... We're just curious—when exactly will Chihong return?"

"We don't harbor any resentment toward Grand General Aisi Desi!"

Mai Yin touched her nose.

"I'm not in a hurry—why are you?"

Najietan's words left all the veteran Night Raid members speechless.

She was absolutely right: as Prime Minister, Najietan was burdened with duties, yet she still took time to sit across from Aisi Desi and calmly drink tea—what right did these idle, former Night Raid members have to speak out?