Chapter 1082: The Suspect

Mr. Ming is now beaming with joy; the matter he had been longing for, and had even prepared for over several generations, has been completed today. The general trend within S Jing is now entirely in his hands, and apart from a few warlords at the border, everything else has been settled.

The wish for a prosperous country and a peaceful people has finally been realized here under him.

"A fine character," Chen Yu blurted out. He clapped his hands and said, "Congratulations, Mr. Ming."

"Mr. Chen, the reason things have gone so smoothly this time has a lot to do with you. On behalf of the citizens of S Country, I express my sincere gratitude to you." Mr. Ming bowed deeply toward Chen Yu.

"Mr. Ming is too kind. It is rare to see someone with such a heart for the country and the people. In the time to come, our Huaxia will assist you in walking the path toward a wealthy nation," Chen Yu said with a smile.

"That is truly appreciated. Mr. Chen, there are no outsiders here, so I will stop calling you 'Mr.' I am a few years your senior; let us speak as private friends, and I shall call you 'Brother'," Mr. Ming said with a smile.

"Haha, Mr. Ming is also a straightforward person. I like that," Chen Yu nodded.

The two looked at each other and smiled, then took their seats, and a waiter served tea.

"Brother, I have already freed up my hands to deal with the few small warlords in the surrounding areas. However, regarding Zakeer, I still need to ask for your opinion. I recall that you previously intended to take him back to your country to face trial?" Mr. Ming asked.

"Yes, he frequently harasses our borders, so we sent some people this time with the intention of bringing him back to our country. But the situation there is a bit complicated now; someone from a certain Pope is with him, so we need to hold our position and wait a few days," Chen Yu said.

"Then I will leave him be for now. As long as the overall situation here in the capital is settled, Zakeer is just a minor issue, not worth mentioning," Mr. Ming smiled. "Whenever you decide to act, just let me know if you need anything."

"Then thank you, Brother," Chen Yu smiled. "There are some things I haven't figured out yet. I have cast a long line to catch a big fish; it just depends on when that big fish takes the bait."

"Very well, I shall wait," Mr. Ming smiled slightly. "This turmoil was able to end so quickly thanks to you. I have already contacted your Ministry of Commerce, intending to foster our relationship."

"That is exactly what I hoped for," Chen Yu smiled.

"Haha, stay here for lunch; let's have a meal together," Mr. Ming smiled. "Let me show you our local customs and traditions, and also..."

As Mr. Ming said this, his expression stiffened slightly. Suddenly, his body went rigid, the veins on his forehead bulged, and then he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

"Mr. Ming?" Chen Yu was startled; Mr. Ming had been poisoned.

Just at this moment, with a bang, the office door was struck. At the same time, a chaotic noise erupted outside, and guards gathered in the stairwell and corridor.

Someone is framing him. This thought flashed rapidly through Chen Yu's mind. He pointed his right hand out, protecting Mr. Ming's heart meridian. Just as he was about to provide treatment, the crashing sound outside the door grew louder.

Mr. Ming's office door was made of special steel, so it could not be breached for a moment. Chen Yu was currently on the sixteenth floor of the building; with his current strength, he could jump down and remain unharmed, but it would appear somewhat disheveled.

As a Dharma Cultivator, he disdained doing so, and these matters had nothing to do with him in the first place. If he ran away, it would only make him look guilty.

Chen Yu snorted, struck out with his right palm, and the lock on the door was shattered by him. With a boom, the steel-structured door was knocked open, and a group of people at the entrance held guns, aiming them at him.

"Mr. Ming!" Amin was the first to rush in. He stepped forward to check Mr. Ming's condition, then turned and shouted, "Quick, call a Yisheng!"

"I can treat him; he has been poisoned," Chen Yu said in a deep voice.

"Mr. Chen, until the situation is clear, please keep your distance from Mr. Ming," Amin watched Chen Yu vigilantly.

It was not that he did not trust Chen Yu, but Mr. Ming had been assassinated, and Chen Yu was the prime suspect. If he did not figure out what was going on, he dared not rashly let Chen Yu get close to Mr. Ming.

"Fine, but his condition is very dangerous right now," Chen Yu's brows locked together. "If he isn't treated soon, I'm afraid it will be too late."

"Chen Yu has made a move against Mr. Ming! Seize him!" Just then, a man appeared among the crowd. This man was in his thirties, and his features were somewhat similar to Mr. Ming's.

He was none other than Mr. Ming's younger brother, Yingshao, who was also the person Mr. Ming trusted most. He was currently the Deputy Head of State of S Country; if anything happened to Mr. Ming, he would be the first in line to succeed.

"Mr. Yingshao, please do not be agitated. We will certainly get to the bottom of this. Mr. Chen and Mr. Ming are friends; I believe he would not harm Mr. Ming," Amin said, supporting Mr. Ming.

"On what grounds do you believe he wouldn't harm my brother?" Yingshao was furious. "Men, seize Chen Yu immediately! Assassinating the Head of State is an unforgivable crime; take him dead or alive!"

Clatter, clatter—a row of guns was instantly pointed at Chen Yu. Chen Yu made a beckoning gesture with his right hand in the void, and the bodies of all the guards in the room instantly stiffened. The guns in their hands flew out of their grips, twisted into a ball in mid-air, and then fell to the ground, shattering into a pile of scrap metal.

"If I want to kill, I kill openly and aboveboard. I disdain such petty tricks as poisoning," Chen Yu said coldly. "I will investigate this matter clearly, and I will give you an explanation regarding Mr. Ming's situation. Whoever dares to block me, dies."

"Too arrogant! This is our Council Pavilion!" Yingshao was extremely furious. This was the center of power for their S Country; if Chen Yu continued to be arrogant here, how would they have any face to stand in the future?

"Take him!"

A group of people surged forward again. Chen Yu made a gesture with his right hand, and the Li Chen sword appeared in his hand. These people wanted his life; once he made a move, he would certainly not show mercy.

"Mr. Chen, these people are unaware of the truth. I implore you to please show mercy," Amin hurriedly stepped forward to block Chen Yu.

Chen Yu's mind stirred. What would be the point of killing his way out? These people were also innocent; they were also extremely angry that their Head of State had been assassinated.

He put away the sword and said in a deep voice, "Very well, give me a few days, and I will naturally give you an explanation. Amin, look after Mr. Ming. In three days, I will return." Chen Yu took a step, his figure flashed, and he had already walked out of the room.

The hall outside the office was now in chaos, with a group of people surrounding Chen Yu, not letting him leave.

Chen Yu grinned, "I go where I please. Do you think you can keep me here?"

"Kill him!" Yingshao roared.

Clatter, clatter—another sound of guns being raised, but Chen Yu's figure flashed, and a wave of Qi suddenly erupted from his body. He strode forward, and the powerful aura caused the people around him to fall and fly backward one after another.