The second-generation chrysanthemum inside the building tensed up, her face turning pale.

One of them swallowed hard. "He...he won't come after us, will he?"

"No, probably not. We're just bystanders, we didn't attack them..."

"Maybe we should hurry up and leave."

They spoke with a slight stutter.

The pig might turn around and return to the Starry Sky Building.

All the second-generation members felt a sudden loosening of their shoulders and their legs went weak.

“Let’s go. The stars are not something we can covet, at least not in the short term…” Liu Yun’s face was full of complicated emotions.

She knew that after this battle, Xingchen would become famous throughout the world.

Unless they are absolutely certain of victory, no one will dare to make a move lightly.

Because no one dares to bear the consequences of being targeted by a killing god.

Before they even left, the video had already spread rapidly across the country.

Besides them, rescue teams from various base cities also came to the Demon City.

The heads of major families in the capital were awakened from their beds.

An emergency meeting was held to discuss the matter.

Some demanded military intervention to suppress the rebellion, others suggested eliminating only the ringleaders, and still others sought to divide and win over the faction.

Even the top think tank is extremely troubled by this.

After the gods appeared, the world changed too quickly, and the old methods could no longer keep up.

An elderly man tapped on the table, drawing everyone's attention to him.

"I only have two questions: Is there anyone in this world stronger than him? And what if you can't kill him immediately?"

The scene fell silent.

"We can definitely kill him with a missile!" someone said.

The old man sneered, "China's missiles must never be used in our own cities! Once that door is opened, you know what will happen."

Everyone remained silent.

If missiles are allowed to hit the Demon City, then can they also be allowed to hit the Imperial Capital?

The capital city's control over local areas is becoming increasingly weak.

It's hard to guarantee that no one will take the risk.

Just then, a young man walked over with some documents.

“We couldn’t find any information about this person. It’s like they appeared out of thin air. Either they never registered their personal information, or they are a foreigner.”

"According to the preliminary evaluation by the Academy of Sciences, his talent is at the SSS level! The Dean of the Academy said that it's not that he can only reach the SSS level, but that our evaluation system's highest level is SSS!"

A picture of a pig appeared prominently on the screen.

The young people are waiting for the bigwigs to digest this information.

However, the bigwigs remained silent, their eyes fixed on the photo, as if trying to glean something from it.

A moment later, the young man played the next scene.

"Zhou Yi, game name: Ta Xue Ting Feng, class: Druid...talent: SS-level!"

"The cause of the incident..."

He began to recount what had happened in the Demon City over the past few days.

After he finished speaking, there was a silence that lasted for a full five minutes.

"Old Lin, what are your thoughts?" a bigwig asked.

Another elderly man with dark gray hair looked gloomy. "I have no idea."

Everyone seemed to be deep in thought.

This time, the Lin family lost two key figures in succession, and their branch of the family also suffered heavy losses.

Although the incident originated with the Lin family.

But this old man is definitely not going to let this go.

"Then let's vote by raising hands!"

"Two options: Raise your hand if you agree to suppression... Raise your hand if you agree to let it go."

To everyone's surprise, Old Man Lin actually chose to let it go.

The second option was ultimately approved unanimously.

"Although it is said to be a hands-off approach, the necessary communication still needs to be done. Reassurance and simple accountability are essential, at least to let the other party see the official attitude."

The Lin residence.

"Dad! Are we just going to let those two bastards get away with it? My second wife only has one son!"

"We've watched Lin Huo and Lin Peng grow up; we absolutely can't let this go!"

The Lin family's second-generation couple were filled with hatred, wishing they could tear the murderer who killed their son to pieces immediately.

Old Man Lin sneered, "Just wait, it won't be long before their heads appear before Huo'er and Peng'er's graves!"

After the son and daughter-in-law left, a man dressed in a black robe entered the hall.

"Are you confident you can take them down?" Old Man Lin asked coldly.

"Their strength is at least at the second level! Killing them would be a huge loss." The black-robed man's voice was hoarse and strange, as if it came from his nose.

"What do you need?" Old Man Lin asked calmly.

"This is the list..."

The man in black robes handed over a piece of paper, and it was clear that the hand in question was not a human hand at all.

It was withered like a tree branch, with only three fingers and long, sharp nails.

Old Man Lin seemed unfazed by this, and took the list and glanced at it.

Okay, I'll gather them as soon as possible.