The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign

Chapter 674: Chapter 632: Already Started Losing Face! (6)

Taking a deep breath, Hua Xiaotian clenched his teeth and nodded, an indescribable feeling welling up inside him.

Just then, the phone in his pocket began to buzz, shattering the tranquility of the mountaintop.

His ears twitched. Noticing Hua Xiaotian still hadn’t answered after a few seconds, Demi-Immortal Qilian shook his head and spoke with indifference, his back still turned. "Answer it!"

"Yes, Master!" Hua Xiaotian replied, pulling out his phone. He frowned when he saw the caller ID.

Someone from the Guardian Institute is calling me? Did something happen in Jinling again?

His brows twitched as he slid his finger to answer. "What happened?"

"Master Hua! Werewolves have infiltrated Huaxia!" the squad leader’s voice crackled, urgent and fearful. He had just finished a patrol inside Eleven Bar and was now standing on Nanjing Avenue in Jinling.

"What? Damn it! When? How did our people not notice?" Hua Xiaotian exclaimed, utterly shocked.

"We don’t know when they slipped in! A few moments ago, we detected a strong werewolf aura on Nanjing Avenue and rushed over. When we arrived, we saw Master Qin fighting a transformed werewolf in the middle of the street. I intended to join the battle, but Master Qin ordered me to stand down. Not long after, the werewolf, who appeared to be their leader, was killed! After Master Qin left, I noticed something was off about a nearby bar, so I went to investigate. To my shock, I found eight more werewolf corpses inside, along with three other beings. They weren’t werewolves, but they also had tusks. I couldn’t identify their species!"

Over the phone, the Guardian Institute squad leader’s voice still trembled uncontrollably. The image of a chest pierced through and a heart torn out was utterly horrifying. Even a veteran like him, who had seen countless battles, was shaken by the brutal scene.

"Qin Fan?" Hua Xiaotian asked, suppressing the rage boiling inside him.

"Yes!" the squad leader confirmed.

"Did he say anything?" Hua Xiaotian asked.

"He... he said... he said—" The squad leader stammered, finding the words difficult to repeat.

"SPEAK! Relay his exact words to me!" Hua Xiaotian roared, losing his temper for a rare moment.

Werewolves had infiltrated Huaxia, had infiltrated Jinling, and the Guardian Institute had been completely oblivious. It took Qin Fan stepping in to resolve the situation. The thought made his face burn with shame. The slap to his reputation was stinging.

"Master Qin said that the werewolves are definitely not just hiding in Jinling. He also gave me a tip: a werewolf’s only weak spot is its heart. If the heart isn’t destroyed, they can’t be killed! He also said... also said—also said—" The squad leader trailed off again, unable to continue.

"Also said what? Spit it out!" Hua Xiaotian boomed, his patience worn thin by the man’s hesitation.

The squad leader’s face was flush with a burning, unbearable shame. He clenched his teeth and finally forced the words out. "He also said... to tell you to disband this goddamn Guardian Institute. A mob of useless freeloaders flying the banner of a ’guardian’ force is nothing but a colossal joke!"

Having said his piece, the squad leader held his breath, his heart twisting into a knot.

As his words faded, the line fell into a dead silence.

A full eight seconds later.

"HAHAHA!"

"HAHAHA!"

"HAHAHA!"

After the silence, Hua Xiaotian erupted into a fit of wild laughter. The squad leader on the other end knew exactly what it was: the kind of laughter born from extreme rage.

Before he could speak, Hua Xiaotian’s chilling voice cut through the air. "Yes, he’s right! He’s absolutely right! Trash! We’re all a mob of useless freeloaders! This damn Guardian Institute should be disbanded, because none of us are worthy of the honor that name represents! Unworthy! To call ourselves that is to make ourselves a laughingstock! A laughingstock! Werewolves infiltrate Huaxia, infiltrate Jinling, and none of you noticed until Qin Fan had to fight them? HA! If that isn’t trash, what is!"

"Master Hua..." the squad leader called out, his voice thick with shame and utterly devoid of confidence.

"Notify all members of the Guardian Institute immediately! I want a video conference! Also, find out what the hell those three creatures with tusks were! The ones that weren’t werewolves!"

Roaring with uncontrollable fury, the normally mild-tempered Hua Xiaotian revealed an unprecedentedly wrathful side. With that, he viciously hung up.

"Sigh..."

Ahead, Demi-Immortal Qilian had already resumed his seated position on the cliff’s edge. Facing away from Hua Xiaotian, he sighed and shook his head.

"Master, I’m sorry," Hua Xiaotian said with deep remorse as his emotions began to settle. "I’ve brought shame to the name of the Guardian Institute."

"The shame started long ago! It’s not just beginning now. I’ve said it before, the current Guardian Institute is nothing but a ragtag group of nobodies! I just never expected you to be this useless. A ragtag group? No, even actual shrimp soldiers and crab generals would be stronger than this rabble you’re leading! I don’t know how you’ve been training people to be so incompetent that they can’t even detect a covert infiltration by Russian werewolves!

"You had better pray they only just arrived and haven’t made any moves yet. Otherwise, the Guardian Institute’s reputation in the Martial Arts World will be completely ruined. When that time comes, trying to recruit from the Martial Arts World will be impossible. The truly ambitious will look down on you, and the crooked and unqualified won’t meet the standards! Ah, to think that the Guardian Institute of Huaxia, once a force that awed the world, would fall so far, so fast. It’s tragic, lamentable, and downright pitiful! Who could have imagined the talent gap in the Guardian Institute would become so severe? And it’s not just the Guardian Institute; it’s the entire Martial Arts World, heh. If this continues, the Martial Arts of Huaxia will... well... Enough. I’ve said enough. Now go! Go handle your affairs! And don’t come disturbing my peace unless it’s for something truly important!"

With that, Demi-Immortal Qilian waved his hand dismissively, sending him away.

"Master, I’ll take my leave then!" Hua Xiaotian said, his teeth clenched as he paused to look at the back of his master, seated cross-legged and facing away from him.

Although Demi-Immortal Qilian’s words were like daggers to the heart, it was an undeniable fact that the Martial Arts World of Huaxia was currently suffering from a talent gap. His master’s criticisms of the Guardian Institute, in particular, picked at the unbearable truth Hua Xiaotian most wanted to avoid.

If things continued this way, the Guardian Institute would truly become a joke, a laughingstock.

Without waiting for another reply from Demi-Immortal Qilian, Hua Xiaotian pursed his lips, turned his head, and hurried down the mountain path.

As Hua Xiaotian departed from the summit of Kunlun Mountain, news of the werewolf infiltration began to spread like wildfire.

Although the Guardian Institute did its best to suppress the information, the videos filmed by distant onlookers were rapidly uploaded to the internet.

For those unacquainted with the Martial Arts Plane, the scene simply looked like a film crew shooting a movie.

But for those martial artists who knew of the werewolf clans, the footage revealed a damning fact: werewolves had infiltrated Huaxia right under the nose of the Guardian Institute.

In the dead of night, a storm of condemnation against the Guardian Institute swept through the Martial Arts World.