The King's ultimate plan in District Thirteen might be to use the martial artists of District Thirteen to act as righteous heroes across various regions under the banner of District Thirteen. This would elevate their own prestige and influence, waiting for the opportune moment to overthrow the Red Sun Nation and establish their own regime. It's possible that some wise individuals within the Red Sun Nation's high command already foresaw this. They might even wish for District Thirteen's downfall. However, the government has repeatedly engaged in discussions with District Thirteen, always concluding with the shared vision of jointly building the most beautiful Red Sun Nation. These wise individuals could find no fault and thus had to abandon their plans, allowing District Thirteen to continue its internal subversion.
Simultaneously, the numerous job opportunities provided by District Thirteen brought about a significant improvement in the quality of life for the residents of the Red Sun Nation, thereby constraining the development of the Red Sun Nation's political power.
This was Chen Fan's internal thinking.
"Hahaha, in the end, I've just made a wedding dress for others."
Thinking of this, Chen Fan couldn't help but curve his lips into a smile. After all, who wouldn't want an organization comparable to a nation?
"Everyone, for your future safety and stability, I will visit their guild bases one by one. Please don't get too emotional," Chen Fan said to the residents who were still expressing their gratitude to him and District Thirteen.
Receiving Chen Fan's response, the residents of these areas ceased their outpouring of thanks, their eyes still conveying gratitude. These guilds had troubled the surrounding residents for far too long.
"Hongxing Guild Headquarters, here I come. I hope you can offer me a better surprise," Chen Fan thought to himself.
As Chen Fan was also a martial arts enthusiast, he only wished for the strength of the Hongxing Guild to be as great as possible.
Chen Fan did not want a garbage-level opponent to dirty his hands or tarnish his skills.
With that thought, Chen Fan vanished instantly, leaving behind the villagers who were still looking at him with gratitude.
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In a short while, Chen Fan appeared at the entrance of the Hongxing Guild's main headquarters.
A group of Hongxing Guild members stood guard at the entrance.
Through his investigation using internal energy projection, Chen Fan deduced that the higher-ups of the Hongxing Guild had already learned of the incident that happened on the street earlier and were currently in a concentrated meeting.
"Don't you all find this incident very strange?" a burly man was saying at the conference table, seated within Hongxing.
Opposite the burly man sat a slender and effeminate man, who exuded a faint surge of internal energy undetectable by ordinary people. However, Chen Fan, who was investigating from outside with his internal energy, perceived it clearly. This individual was merely a minor figure at the Innate stage.
The effeminate man spoke, "I don't think this is something an ordinary person could achieve. Even a passing elite soldier, a King of Soldiers, wouldn't be able to resolve so many troops so quickly and easily. Unless it was a passing martial artist, perhaps acting out of chivalry."
Of course, this was merely the effeminate man's speculation.
Seated on the boss's chair opposite them was someone with their back to them. The aura emanating from this person suggested a cultivation level of the late Houtian stage.
"Any other opinions?" the person in the boss's chair inquired. After all, the death of three hall masters in a single battle was absolutely intolerable within the guild.
The five guild leaders present fell silent, contemplating further upon hearing the voice of the Grand Guild Leader.
At this moment, a woman sitting in a corner of the conference table stood up and said, "Why don't we go to that residential street again and create a disturbance? Lure that mysterious person out. What do you think?"
The woman spoke in a soft, murmuring tone.
Upon hearing the woman's suggestion, the burly man immediately expressed his support. "I believe Sister Muzi's suggestion is feasible. Even if we don't find that mysterious person, or if that person has already left, we can at least continue to encroach upon Hongxing's territory, right?"
Seeing this, the effeminate man said no more.
A fit young man sitting beside the boss's chair then spoke, "Do you think it might be someone from District Thirteen who made the move?"
This statement exploded like a deep-sea bomb in the meeting room. Everyone immediately began to speak one after another.
"How is that possible? Our guild is like a small pond compared to District Thirteen's vast ocean. Why would they bother with us?" the delicate woman said.
"I continue to support Sister Muzi's proposal!" the burly man reiterated.
"But if it wasn't someone from District Thirteen, then the Red Sun Nation would only have people of that caliber within the army. Our spies in Dongsheng reported that one person alone could cripple both sides."
The entire conference room was filled with everyone chattering incessantly, with no intention of stopping. Profanity was rampant, and vulgar language was constant. They even threatened to dismember the person if found within Hongxing!
Various meaningless words poured into Chen Fan's ears.
At this moment, Chen Fan withdrew his projected internal energy. He shook his head as he looked at the four Hongxing subordinates guarding the entrance and walked towards them with a sigh.
"Who goes there!" one of the subordinates immediately questioned, seeing a stranger approach.
Chen Fan didn't even spare them a glance. He directed a surge of internal energy directly into the body of one of the subordinates. Instantly, the internal energy exploded within the subordinate's body. The subordinate writhed on the ground, groaning in pain. The other three subordinates quickly adopted defensive stances, but against Chen Fan's formidable power, all their defenses were futile.