Chapter 1511 Reality
"It'll take quite some time for us to resume our operations," Executive Ferm remarked. "An enormous proportion of our staff is dead or crippled. It won't be easy returning to our normal functioning. Therefore, you can choose to wait for a few weeks if you want, or you can go to the Shionel Confederation and procure the commission that you made."
"You want me to go to the Shionel Confederation to procure the commission?"
"It is in the Shionel Confederation. If our operations were functioning smoothly, we could have procured it via a remote transmission, but unfortunately it will take some to get back our remote transmission communication systems back to speed," He replied blandly. "Therefore, you can shorten that time by directly going to the Shionel Confederation to procure the information that you need. An assassin of your caliber should be able to infiltrate it with ease."
Rui heaved a sigh, considering the proposal. He had regarded the Shionel Confederation as a lion's den. However, he had reached a level of power capability that he no longer had any reason to look at it with such fear and regard.
'Besides, I'll probably have to go there if I want to kill Chairman Deacon," Rui heaved a sigh. 'No point in dilly-dallying, I need that intelligence ASAP.'
"Alright, I'll do that. I believe that concludes our business here," Rui remarked, taking the paper. "I appreciate your services."
Rui got up, heading towards the door, before pausing and heaving a sigh. "One last thing."
Even if Deacon had set-up a facial recognition kind of protocol to apprehend suspects with the features that matched Rui, he could look completely different from his original appearance. As long as he restricted his aura with Mind Mask, he would be fine.
'Hell, I could just waltz past the transit port with Phantomind Void.'
He immediately left the Gereign Region without further ado, heading in the direction of the Shionel Confederation which was towards the east of the continent. It had been a long time since he had been to the east of the continent, thus he did look forward to returning.
"It's been nearly eight years..." Rui heaved a sigh as he jogged at blindingly fast speeds. Eight years ago, he had fled the Shionel Confederation as a measly mid-to-high grade Martial Squire, and now he was returning as a high-grade Martial Senior. The Shionel Confederation didn't have as many Martial Seniors as the Kandrian Empire, less than a tenth, in fact. That naturally meant that there were at most ten high-grade Martial Seniors, realistically less than ten.
Of course, there were also several Martial Masters and a single Martial Sage, but he was not going to need to face them unless Chairman Deacon had taken some insane measures to protect his life.
But that was not a viable strategy. As far Chairman Deacon knew, Rui was simply running away. A measly Martial Squire could not even dare to think about assassinating Chairman Deacon.
There was no way Rui could be a Martial Senior from his perspective either, after all, Rui would be shattering the second-to-last record for the Senior Realm by eight years even if he broke through yesterday.
Chairman Deacon's lack of understanding of Rui's current power was key to his downfall, as far as Rui was concerned.N0v3l--B1n was the first platform to present this chapter.
