My Cold and Beautiful Wife - Chapter 1032

1032

A short while later, a middle-aged man, who wore a custom-made suit and had a short stature, but exuded an air of wealth, arrived at the door of the room.

This person was the president of the Far Eastern Society, Zhang Yi.

"Lord Death, your subordinate heard that the Infernal King has left and came to ask you a question. How should I handle this matter?" Zhang Yi came to the foot of the stairs and asked while nodding respectfully.

Death said lightly through the veil, "The matter is over. Go get busy."

Hearing that, Zhang Yi frowned, "But …" Lucifer killed my son, the assassin of Baffled. He killed my brothers and my backbone.

"If we don't give the people in the association an explanation for this, they might not be willing to accept it, and it would be hard for them all to accept it."

"With the bones dead, we can change another batch. Your son is also not just Zhang Tianlong. As for whether or not he will obey everyone, that's not up to you, Zhang Yi. The Far East Union is not surnamed Zhang, is it?" Death coldly asked.

Zhang Yi's entire body tensed up as he swallowed his saliva. His eyes were filled with puzzlement.

"Lord Death, please allow this subordinate to ask one more question. Why are we being so courteous to INFERNO's men? That Asmontis is not our match at all.

Even if Lucifer were to personally come, he would not be a match for Master Death … "Why do we have to suffer such a loss without saying a word?" Zhang Yi asked unwillingly.

Death brewed a cup of tea for herself and took a sip, "Oh, then what do you think we should do to convince the people of Far East Association?"

Zhang Yi was very happy and quickly raised his head and said, "Your subordinate thinks that this matter is very simple. As long as we, the Far East, create trouble for China and affect their economy, they will naturally pressure Lucifer.

When that happens, Lucifer will be seen as a thorn in the side of China without us even having to do anything.

He definitely won't be able to tolerate it when the time comes, but since he knows that he's no match for you, he naturally wouldn't dare to go against our Far East.

As a result, he could only take advantage of the situation and bring the woman beside him to another country.

"Once he goes abroad, whether it's to kill him or the women beside him, we have plenty of ways to …"

When Death heard this, he said with a smile that was not a smile: "Zhang Yi, your idea is really beautiful."

Zhang Yi's face froze, his eyes flashed a few times, then he quickly kneeled on the ground, and said: "Master Death! I... I have no intention of using your strength. If you are not satisfied, I. I will definitely not pursue the matter any further! "

Death stood up and turned around to look at the garden. He said to Zhang Yi: "It seems... For you people with the surname Zhang to take charge of the situation for thirty years in the Far East, do you really think that you are the owners of the Far East? "

"NO!" "No!" Zhang Yi broke out in cold sweat and quickly kowtowed, "Lord Death! We are just a small figure serving the power of the Apocalypse King. We definitely wouldn't dare to have any presumptuous thoughts! "

Death continued, "Ignoring the fact that INFERNO's influence is much larger than our Doomsday King, it has three A-rank organizations with a total membership. It is the number one organization in the entire Underground World.

Whether it's us or the Chinese side, we're all trying our best to win them over.

Lucifer himself was someone not even the Armageddon Mage King dared to touch. He could only reason and empathize with him …

"Zhang Yi, who gave you the guts to try and use your own power to fight against Lucifer?"

Zhang Yi's entire body went soft as sweat poured down like rain. "Master Death, I was wrong!" I will not dare to have even the slightest bit of wishful thinking! Master Death, please forgive us! "

Death continued to speak blandly, "You said that you need to convince the people below. I feel that it is indeed necessary...

How about this, since you care so much about the Far East guild, I'm afraid that your Zhang family might lose face with the Far East guild, why not … You people surnamed Zhang will disappear from Far East, right? Then, there will be no question of whether or not it is shameful... "

When Zhang Yi heard this, he was so scared that his face became ghastly pale, and he cried and begged for mercy: "Death Lord! This little one knows my wrongs! This lowly one would never dare to … "

Before he could finish his words, his voice suddenly stopped!

A trace of Zhang Yi's soul was pulled out and his entire body became a corpse. His eyes were lifeless as he laid on the ground.

All of this was completely silent, as if nothing had happened and he had already died.

Not long after, a grey robed maid came to the front of the house and bowed to Death. She then grabbed Zhang Yi's corpse with one hand and dragged him out.

Death didn't have much of an impact on Zhang Yi's death. She just stood there, staring into the garden, her mind filled with other complicated thoughts.

A few minutes later, a magnetic male voice came out from outside.

"Why didn't you tell him the truth?"

Death had long known of that person's appearance, so he didn't turn around or say anything.

They walked in, eleven of them were handsome, with dark golden hair, and they were tall, and they were all dressed in the western classical attire of the aristocrats.

The elegant noble temperament exuded from his body was not a deliberate act but an innate thing.

Seeing that death didn't answer his question, the noble youth continued: "You don't owe him anything. These are the fellow from the Divine Dragon Clan. If you harm him, you can acknowledge him."

The deathly elder sighed and said, "Frederick, this is my private matter. I don't need you to teach me what to do."

"I only care about you, you know. To me, you are the most important woman in the world. I cannot tolerate anyone making you sad." Frederick spoke with sincerity.

Death glanced at him, his gaze softening a bit. "Frederick, I'm fine. I just don't know how to explain everything to him.

Although there was a part of me that was forced to do so, I also had my own weakness and faults.

Moreover, it might not be a good thing for him to know the truth now. "

Frederick frowned. "You are thinking about everything for him, but you have thought about everything for yourself. You don't owe him anything. If he stayed in China like this, sooner or later, he would be with the clan.

When that time comes, he'll be the same as the group of people who hurt you back then, and he'll break your heart once more … Don't forget, whose seed is he …? "

"Shut up!"

"I know you are not satisfied that he has broken your engagement with Princess Daisy, but I will not allow you to speak of him in such a manner!"

"El-Desiree?" Frederick did not know whether to laugh or to cry. "Victoria, what are you talking about? You know I have no interest in that princess!

Even if she's AIR, it means nothing to me! That was only the orders of the Shakyamuni!

You see, Victoria, in my eyes, the most important woman. "Only …"

"Enough!" Death reprimanded: "I don't want to hear you talk such nonsense! Frederick, remember your identity, and remember my identity as well!

Don't forget what you came to the border of China for this time. You don't need to talk too much about the matter between Ye Fan and I. "

After Death finished speaking, his body disappeared like a gust of gray fog.

Frederick stood on the spot, his eyes filled with unwillingness and hatred, causing his handsome face to turn gloomy and terrifying …