Chapter 1258: The Way of Balance

"But I believe that one day, he will launch an attack on me, and he has the support of a Dharma Cultivator behind him." Zhou Wen said, "But at least for now, we can maintain a balance. Do you think it's realistic for me to become someone else's dog just to defeat him?"

"How long do you think the balance between you two can last? One year? Two years? Or five or ten years?" Chen Yu laughed.

"How do you know that the reason he obtained the support of a Dharma Cultivator isn't because he was willing to be someone else's dog?"

"This..." Zhou Wen was stumped by Chen Yu's question. To be honest, he knew clearly that the reason Buddha had the support of a Dharma Cultivator behind him was not because Buddha had a cooperative relationship with the other party.

It was because Buddha had already become someone else's dog, and only in this way would those mysterious people support him; therefore, Buddha's status in Modu was unshakable.

Moreover, the balance between them would likely be broken soon, because it was impossible for Buddha to remain indifferent while others held something that could kill him more than ten times over. Sooner or later, Buddha would make a move.

"So think about it yourself, how exactly you want to walk your future path." Chen Yu said leisurely, "Is it to continue wishfully maintaining this balance, or to harden your heart and resolve those matters once and for all?"

Xue Yan, on the side, looked at Chen Yu in disbelief. She knew that if anyone else had spoken to Zhou Wen like this, they would probably have been chopped into mincemeat long ago.

But when Chen Yu said this, not only was Zhou Wen not angry, he even put on a thoughtful expression, which was enough to prove how much weight Chen Yu held in his heart.

Yet, she still hadn't seen what was so extraordinary about Chen Yu.

"I won't be eating this meal either." Looking at the dishes being served, Chen Yu had no interest: "Think about it carefully."

"Mr. Chen." Zhou Wen stood up, his expression hesitant.

A waiter served a bowl of soup, laid out the tableware for Zhou Wen, and stood to the side.

"If I were you, I would absolutely not drink that soup." Chen Yu glanced at the soup in front of Zhou Wen and said this.

"What does Mr. Chen mean?" Zhou Wen was slightly stunned; he still didn't understand the meaning behind Chen Yu's words.

Suddenly, he realized it with a start, and at the same moment he realized it, the waiter beside him suddenly moved.

She flipped both hands, and two sharp Daggers instantly appeared in them.

A trace of killing intent shimmered within the silvery-bright cold light, and then she thrust them fiercely toward Zhou Wen's chest.

This was an assassin, and judging by her seasoned moves and ruthless, unforgiving strikes, she was definitely a veteran.

Fortunately, because of Chen Yu's reminder, Zhou Wen had a bit of preparation; he leaned his body backward and slammed into the waiter's embrace.

The waiter's figure swayed, and she staggered back a few steps, but as she retreated, she used all her strength to stab the Dagger in her hand toward Zhou Wen's vital point.

Chen Yu waved his right hand, and a streak of Original Power whistled out; this palm strike, from several meters away, hit the waiter assassin.

With a bang, the waiter was sent flying five or six meters away; she spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and collapsed on the ground.

The bodyguards who had been guarding on the side reacted extremely quickly; they rushed forward and subdued the waiter on the ground.

"Whose person are you? Who ordered you to do this?" Zhou Wen was furious. Although he had a superior status, he was subjected to assassin attacks every few days.

He usually had precautions in place, but how exactly did this woman sneak in?

The waiter said nothing. She raised her head and stared at Zhou Wen, then revealed a cold, sinister smile.

She gritted her teeth, spat out a mouthful of blood, and then collapsed on the ground, dead.

"President Zhou, the person is dead; there was poison hidden in her teeth." A bodyguard took a look and then hurried over to report.

"Investigate clearly who did this." Zhou Wen's face was livid, and he shouted in a deep voice.

"Yes." A subordinate nodded and turned to leave.

"I said it, you are willing to maintain this balance, but some people may not be." Chen Yu said indifferently: "Think about some things clearly."

"Thank you for just now, Mr. Chen." Zhou Wen hurriedly stood up and bowed slightly to Chen Yu.

To be honest, Zhou Wen was afraid of death; people who reached his level were all afraid of death. After all, they held immense wealth, and he didn't want to end up with no money left to spend while he himself was gone.

Moreover, the security experts around him were the best; what he feared was exactly the kind of thing that happened today.

But today, this assassin had actually snuck right up to his side, which meant that his side was no longer absolutely safe, so he needed to consider whether it was necessary to replace his security team.

"This is a small matter, no need to be polite. Thank you for the hospitality." After Chen Yu finished speaking, he walked out slowly.

After Chen Yu walked out, Zhou Wen flopped down onto the sofa, and his subordinates came over to carry away the assassin's corpse.

"President Zhou, he has already left." Xue Yan reminded him in a low voice, seeing him say nothing.

Only then did Zhou Wen seem to wake from a dream; he raised his head to look at Xue Yan, then nodded slightly.

"Today was truly lucky. If it weren't for him, I would probably be gone by now." Zhou Wen let out a long sigh of relief.

"Indeed, that assassin was clearly a veteran; she snuck in without anyone noticing, it really makes one unable to guard against it." Xue Yan also nodded slightly: "But how did Chen Yu see it?"

"I don't know." Zhou Wen's brows were tightly locked: "He is a Dharma Cultivator; perhaps he can foresee the arrival of danger a step early."

"This person is truly not simple." Xue Yan said.

Zhou Wen suddenly laughed: "You still don't understand the supernatural powers of a Dharma Cultivator; what he has revealed now is merely a drop in the ocean."

"Such a person is no different from an Immortal, so do you understand now why I want to be on good terms with him?"

"I understand." Xue Yan said: "I will find a chance to try him later; I don't believe there is a man in this world who isn't moved by a woman."

"Go ahead and try, but I feel the chances are not high." Zhou Wen shook his head: "People like him are actually not lacking in women."

Xue Yan was slightly stunned; Zhou Wen's words gave her quite a shock, but she actually knew in her heart that what Zhou Wen said was the truth.

How could someone like Chen Yu possibly be lacking in women? So she could only say: "I will try my best."

"Go, if you succeed, there will be no shortage of benefits for you." Zhou Wen nodded.

"But you also understand his meaning; he doesn't intend to cooperate, he wants you to listen to him." Xue Yan said.

Zhou Wen fell into Silence; it was clear that his expression was struggling.

His status here in Modu was not low, but now that he was being asked to listen to someone else and do things for others, he felt a sense of disparity in his heart, and for a moment, he couldn't make up his mind.