It seems that Huang Yuanqing's live stream quickly reached Elder Huang's side, or perhaps Elder Huang had been keeping a close eye on their situation.
In short, as expected, Li Xuanzu's phone rang soon after.
Old Huang made a phone call right away.
"Li Xuanzu, what are you doing?!" Old Huang's voice was very urgent.
"Why do you always like to repeat the facts? You're killing people, can't you see?" Li Xuanzu said in an unfriendly tone.
"You...you're confused! Why did you kill the members of the Vermilion Bird Squad?!" Old Huang was at a loss for words when Li Xuanzu was so honest.
"What do you mean? I'd like to ask you the same thing. What exactly does Fang Hui mean?" Li Xuanzu was annoyed by Huang Lao's words.
“She…I don’t know.” Old Huang was taken aback and sighed.
Is he genuinely naive or just pretending? How could he, as one of the highest leaders of the Dragon Kingdom, not know about the Vermilion Bird Squad, a heavyweight team of psionicists?
"So what do you mean? To be my enemy? Or..." Li Xuanzu asked Elder Huang.
"It's hard to explain over the phone right now. Anyway, there's absolutely no need for me to fall out with you at this time," Old Huang said truthfully.
His grandson is still near Li Xuanzu. If they really turn against each other, not to mention anything else, he will lose all the third-tier spirit cores he invested in Huang Yuanqing.
"Oh, are you afraid I'll just kill your grandson?" Li Xuanzu joked.
"Hehe, think what you want. Anyway, the other top leaders are already dissatisfied with my current position. Before long, news will spread in the Dragon Kingdom that I will step down due to my age."
“I’m too prominent in the public eye, and I’m starting to look like I have a monopoly. At least five out of the seven of them support Fang Hui.” Old Huang gave a bitter smile, his tone filled with unspeakable loneliness.
"Hmm? You mean there's someone else supporting you?" Li Xuanzu sensed something amiss in his words.
"Yes, but that person can't be considered to have taken sides; rather, it's just a matter of personality." Old Huang didn't reveal the other person's identity.
Li Xuanzu had no interest in pursuing the matter further.
"What are you planning to do? I don't believe you'll just give up like this."
"What's the use of not giving up? I've accumulated the support of the people for many years, but I can't develop my own power. I have no army, technology, or high-end psionic combat capabilities."
"Is this why you took such a huge risk to give your grandson a third-tier spirit core? But according to Fang Hui, they don't seem to be afraid of third-tier psionicists."
"The Dragon Kingdom Biochemical Association has already developed artificial biochemical warriors. They have made a good move. I have worked hard for many years, and no matter how I try to dissuade them, those civilians still choose to participate in their modification plan."
"Serves them right. I told you those ignorant masses can't adapt to the post-apocalyptic society. They're only good for being used as pawns." Li Xuanzu chuckled, but he didn't mean to mock Huang Lao.
"Alright, after all this rambling, you probably want me to help you, right? Tell me what you're up to," Li Xuanzu suddenly ended the conversation.
"It's so much more comfortable talking to smart people. Sponsor me a few third-tier spirit cores. I know you have them. Once I've finished purging the Dragon Kingdom, the entire Dragon Kingdom will be your strongest support." Old Huang didn't mince words and openly stated his purpose.
"So, you're saying you already have someone in mind? Are you so sure I'll give you the spirit core?"
"There's nothing I can do. I don't expect my grandson to be of any great use anymore. In the Dragon Kingdom, I bet on the people and lost. I bet on my grandson, the third-tier spirit core, and lost again."
"Now, I entrust my fate to you. This is my last gamble, and it's a gamble with an IOU. If I lose again, I can only say that fate is hard to defy. At worst, I'll retire to the sidelines and become an old man who doesn't know the ways of the world." Old Huang's voice sounded somewhat relieved as he said this.
"You're quite interesting. How many do you want?" Li Xuanzu asked.
"I'll take as many as you can give me," Old Huang said with delight, stating the number of third-tier spirit cores he needed. "After it's done, I'll repay you double."
"Give it to Leng An?" Li Xuanzu guessed, based on the tone of the voice.
"Are there any better candidates?" Old Huang was not surprised that Li Xuanzu could guess, and responded calmly.
“Indeed, those special psychic teams are not good people. Leng An... is a good candidate.” Li Xuanzu gave an objective evaluation, without causing trouble for the two of them because of their falling out.
"I just got five. Here you go first. If you give them to Leng An, I'll give you some second-tier spirit cores as well."
"Thank you," Old Huang said sincerely.
"You're welcome."
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