Chapter 2844
The place was silent. Mosses let out a cold snort, then muttered unhappily, "If you don't even want to make a move, then don't waste your breath."
As soon as his words fell, there was a commotion, and some still cried out in discontentment.
"But we can't just do nothing and be humiliated by that guy!"
"Are we supposed to admit defeat and surrender? Hand over Viktor and announce the truth of the matter?"
"No matter how powerful Fade is, I believe we can defeat him with our numbers."
Hearing all the discontented voices, Mosses eased a little and said, "Of course not. I'm only doing things after careful consideration." "Remember, there are other ways to solve the matter by not fighting and killing." "Also, Mr. Sariel will return very soon after handling his matters. When he returns, do you think we wouldn't finish that brat off by then?"
Upon hearing this, everyone in the hall was delighted.
"The vice president is coming back. That's great."
"He's finally coming back. Has he settled the matters over there?"
"Once we work together, the Illuminate Association will be able to take a step forward and become the holder of the new world."
"When the vice president comes back, Fade will be crushed."
The atmosphere turned lively.
Meanwhile, Fade had not received any response from the Illuminate Association after three days.
"Are they cowards, or do they have some other plans?" He narrowed his eyes as he guessed.
At that moment, there was a knock on the door. "Fade!"
"Master Liang, please come in!" He recognized that it was Ogen's voice, so he stood up.
Ogen pushed the door open and said to Fade, "Someone is looking for you outside."
"Who is looking for me?" Fade was somewhat surprised.
Ogen's face was a bit strange as his face sank. He said to Fade, "They did not reveal their identities, but they should be one of the officials."
"An official?" Upon hearing this, Fade could not help but be surprised.
He didn't expect an official to come looking for him since he hadn't heard from the Illuminate Association in three days.
In that case, he did not mind listening to what they were going to say.
When he came to the living room, Fade saw three people sitting in the house at a glance.
One of them was a local Micovian man who looked to be about 50 years old, wearing a suit and leather shoes. He was tall and his face was imposing. He looked like a person in a high position.
Beside him was a blond woman who looked around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. She had a beautiful face and a tall, graceful figure. She wore a pair of blackframed glasses and held a folder in her hand. It seemed that she was the secretary of the older man. The other remaining person surprised Fade.
He was a Chinese man who looked about 40 years old. He wore a pair of gold- framed glasses. When Fade came in, he frowned.
After quickly observing the three of them, Fade walked into the living room and sat down on the opposite sofa without muttering a word. He then drank a cup of tea. He did not take the initiative to speak.
His behavior seemed to surprise the guests. They didn't expect it at all.
The three people stared at Fade and took a
closer look at him.
Fade ignored their gazes and crossed his legs. He drank his tea, ignoring their existence.
Finally, one of the three, the Chinese man, couldn't hold it in any longer. He frowned and asked, "Is this how the great Master Chen treats his guest?"
Upon hearing this, Fade put down
the teacup in his hand and looked at him. He raised his eyebrows and asked coldly, "Who are you?" "Docher Chen, I'm Docher, the Vice President of the Martial Arts Strategy
Association in Micovia." The Chinese man named Docher Chen said
proudly.
Then, he took the initiative to introduce the local man and the blonde secretary next to him. "This is the President of our association, Mr. Omassis, and our secretary, Miss Macy." After that, Docher looked at Fade proudly, as if he was waiting for him to reply.
However, Fade was expressionless. He leaned back against the sofa and asked faintly, "So what?"
Docher raised his eyebrows, and his face showed a trace of displeasure at their encounter.
He frowned and narrowed his eyes
slightly. He leaned forward and reminded, "Mr. Chen, do you need me to remind you? Our Martial Arts Strategy Association is the largest martial arts association Micovia, and MAOmassis is one of the generals from the navy."
"So, you came on behalf of the government of Micovia?" Fade asked.
"Well..." Docher was too stunned to reply. His expression turned ugly as he whispered, "Our association is an independent organization, not an official organization of the Micovia. However, Mr. Omassis' opinions may have a big impact on the government."
When he said this, Docher glared at Fade to remind him to take this situation seriously.
However, after listening, Fade nodded his head and remarked faintly, "Is that so?"
After that, he picked up the teacup and began to drink the tea quietly.
Docher finally couldn't stand it anymore. He suddenly stood up, glared at Fade, and said furiously, "Mr. Chen, please respect Mr. Omassis."
Fade paused and then slammed his hands on the table.
Then, he raised his head and looked at Docher. His voice was cold and majestic, with a terrifying pressure, "Respect?"
"You'd better be clear of this situation. It was you who took the initiative to come to me, not I, who invited you over. Do I need to respect you? If there's nothing else, please leave."
"You..." Docher did not expect Fade to be so bold. He reached out his right hand and pointed at Fade angrily. "How dare you!"
"I'm not from your country or your association. Don't use your tricks to threaten me," Fade stated coldly.
Docher was still gritting his teeth. "Mr. Omassis is a general. How dare you..."
"I don't care about your statuses. If you have nothing to say, get out of here and don't waste my time." Enraged, Fade threw the teacup on the ground, and it broke into countless pieces next to Docher's feet. "You..." Startled, Docher took a few steps back in panic.
At that moment, Omassis, who had not made a sound, finally spoke. "Mr. Chen, why are you so angry?"
Fade narrowed his eyes and looked at Omassis, saying coldly, "It's not that I'm angry. Your man was seeking trouble."