Mosonov shook his head with a smile. "Of course not. What we need is judgment, a judgment based on some common sense. Just like when water makes a loud noise, does that mean its temperature is high? Common sense tells us that the sound of water and its temperature are two different things. Similarly, many people have told you that Puluo State is very powerful, but reputation and strength are also two different things. As individuals, they might possess exceptional combat abilities, but when faced with meticulous tactics and team coordination, they are vulnerable. Take for instance the infamous Li Qi and his ragtag bunch; no matter how renowned they are, their true strength is no better than that of street thugs. The whole of Puluo State is just as inept. Leaving such good land to these rabble is a desecration. When the time comes, this land will eventually belong to us. The time is almost here. Just like this pot of water, heated to this point, the heat is just right. Pass me the kettle."
Li Banfeng handed the kettle to Mosonov.
Mosonov froze for a moment, not taking the kettle, and looked at Li Banfeng beside him.
Li Banfeng, holding the kettle, said, "So, do you want this water or not?"
"You, who are you..."
"I’ve brought it all this way; you might as well take it." Li Banfeng poured the boiling water over Mosonov’s head.
Mosonov let out a heart-wrenching scream. He turned to look at his six subordinates, only to find them standing still, their severed heads placed beside their feet.
The Foreigners who stormed the private room thought so too. One Foreigner sealed the iron cabinet with a Curse Technique, instructing the people outside the room, "Hand this person over to the Bishop immediately, and be extra vigilant. He might still escape."
He Yuxiu asked from outside the door, "Where is your Bishop anyway? If you don’t tell me, how am I supposed to deliver him?"
The Foreigner hesitated for a moment, then saw He Yuxiu toss in a blonde head. "I just asked him, and he said he didn’t know. Do you?"
While the group of Foreigners was still dazed, He Yuxiu casually picked up a plate and hacked off half of that Foreigner’s skull.
A Foreigner charged at He Yuxiu and suddenly collapsed, struck by Ma Wu’s Technique. His blood vessels burst.
Chu Er was attacked by two Foreigners. She sliced her own face with a small knife, and both Foreigners instantly received identical cuts on their faces.
The cut on Chu Er’s face was less than an inch long, while the cuts on the Foreigners’ faces were nearly half a foot long, splitting from their jaws to the backs of their heads.
Another Foreigner nearby was scared stiff, his footing unsteady. Tan Fucheng pulled up a chair, saying, "Don’t be afraid. Take a seat first. Do you happen to know where our young mistress is?"
The Foreigner was silent. Tan Fucheng placed his fingers on the Foreigner’s eye socket. "Not talking? Then I’ll just have to take something nice from you."
Lu Yuanxin pulled a centipede from the back of a Foreigner’s head, then helped Xiao Yeci up from the ground.
Xiao Yeci, sobbing, rushed towards the iron cabinet. Opening its door, she saw Li Qi with his hands and feet chopped off.
"Benefactor! Oh, Benefactor!" Xiao Yeci cried, wishing she could smash her head against the cabinet and die.
He Yuxiu watched for a moment, then pushed Xiao Yeci aside. "Stop wailing, will you? It’s just a Cabbage Person."
This Cabbage Person was made by Li Banfeng and carved by his wife. Under normal circumstances, even He Yuxiu couldn’t have recognized it.
But now it was so badly mangled that it didn’t look like a person anymore, and He Yuxiu spotted the flaw from the wounds.
Chu Er wiped the blood from her face and asked, "Where on earth has Brother Seven gone?"
Li Banfeng, relying on the Silk-pulling Earrings, followed the hook’s trail to the restaurant’s backyard.
The agonizing cries from the backyard alerted everyone. Li Banfeng, grabbing Mosonov by the hair, pressed his right cheek against the wall and dragged him forward quickly.
The rough wall surface soon scraped the skin off Mosonov’s face, exposing bone. As Mosonov’s screams grew louder, Li Banfeng reminded him, "The volume of your screams will affect my mood to some extent. The louder you yell, the more you’ll suffer."
Mosonov dared not scream anymore. Li Banfeng asked, "Where did Lu Chunying go?"
Mosonov said, "I won’t tell you unless you let me go."
"Letting you go might be difficult, but I can flip you over!" Li Banfeng then pressed Mosonov’s left cheek against the wall, continuing the abrasion.
「...」
At the Defense Agency, Liao Zihui was preparing to leave work when he suddenly received an urgent report from Xia Shumin. "Chief Envoy, there’s been a serious incident! Mosonov from Lavsha Nation and his entourage clashed with Li Qi and others at Conqueror’s Restaurant, and people have already died in the conflict!"
Liao Zihui was astonished. "How could such a thing happen?"
Xia Shumin said, "The cause of the incident still needs further investigation, Chief Envoy. If we don’t act quickly to stop Li Qi, it’s very likely Mosonov and his entire party will perish. This could lead to a serious international dispute."
Liao Zihui sighed. "This matter must be taken very seriously. Gather all the Deputy Envoy Generals, as well as the key personnel from each department. Call an emergency meeting immediately to discuss a response plan."
Secretary Ling Sujun asked, "Several Deputy Envoy Generals are on business trips. Shall we use emergency communication devices to seek their opinions?"
Liao Zihui smacked his lips. "Relying on communication devices, some details will inevitably not be conveyed thoroughly. Notify all personnel on business trips to return to the Defense Agency as soon as possible."
"Chief Envoy, the conflict at the restaurant is still ongoing. Shouldn’t we take some emergency measures?"
Liao Zihui nodded. "Indeed, some emergency measures are needed. Draft a report immediately. The wording must be meticulous. Also, stay updated on the latest developments in the conflict and report the news to the higher-ups as soon as possible."