King of Assassins

The elevator suddenly stopped, and Gao Xuan knew something was wrong. At this point, the other side still hadn't given up resisting, which did surprise him a little.

It seemed they were even dumber than he'd imagined.

The speaker above the elevator suddenly crackled on: "Gao Xuan, we mean no harm. Please don't get excited. We can sit down and talk calmly."

Gao Xuan ignored the speaker. He casually drew his sword and struck; the elevator door snapped under the blade, revealing a thick concrete wall behind it.

The white Sword Light flashed again, and the heavy wall exploded with a roar, opening a large hole.

Gao Xuan stepped through. There were still a few female clerks in the room, crouching and trembling behind the desks, none of them daring to look at him.

Gao Xuan lifted his sword and walked out of the room. With his Celestial Dragon Eye he could already perform large-scale X-ray vision, and he immediately located the passage leading upward.

Turning out from the corridor, Gao Xuan saw a group of fully armed soldiers.

The moment they saw Gao Xuan appear, they immediately fired their rocket launchers.

High-explosive rockets could spit out thousands of fragments, with terrifying destructive power.

Normally, this kind of rocket was meant for tanks and other hardened targets. It was impossible to use indoors.

But Gao Xuan was too formidable. These people were desperate and could only resort to such high-yield weapons.

Gao Xuan suddenly accelerated forward. He casually flicked at the incoming rocket; the rocket bounced back at an even higher speed.

A fierce flare of flame burst out, followed by a deafening roar.

The brick-and-stone structure at the stairwell entrance was obliterated, and the glass curtain wall on that floor of the building couldn't withstand the violent blast of air, shattering with a thunderous crash into countless pieces.

This squad was blown to pieces, completely losing any ability to resist.

Gao Xuan drifted up through the broken stairwell and continued to advance upward.

Once they knew Gao Xuan's position, the company's security forces kept converging on the emergency exits.

Gao Xuan didn't care who they were or what gear and weapons they used. As long as they dared raise a hand against him, he drew his sword and cut them down.

He wasn't moving fast, just climbing like an ordinary person. Anyone with quick legs could easily catch up to him.

The company threw in wave after wave of security teams. Each wave went in and died. They used all sorts of advanced weapons and equipment, yet every time the result was total annihilation.

After a dozen waves had died like this, even though half the security force was still left, no one dared block Gao Xuan anymore.

Even if the others couldn't see the live video, they could learn how gruesome the scene was over the open wireless channel.

A battle this intense, with the opponent emerging without a scratch, meant the gap in Power between both sides was on a completely different level.

People worked at the company to make money. They could risk their lives, but they weren't willing to throw them away. Those were two different things.

The comm channel fell into a strange silence.

The large group of security guards stationed outside the chairman's office also quietly withdrew to either side.

Through the cameras, Huo Tiejun could clearly see how his subordinates were behaving. His face turned livid with anger, yet he didn't say much.

Indeed, there was little point in ordering more men to besiege Gao Xuan. It wasn't that he was afraid of casualties; he was afraid of enraging Gao Xuan and letting things spiral out of control.

He paused, then said, "There's no need for you here anymore. All of you pull back. No one is allowed to open fire on their own."

The security supervisors all let out a sigh of relief. If Huo Tiejun had insisted on a hard fight, the grunts could run, but their own lives and families were in the company's hands; they had nowhere to run, and didn't dare run.

The security supervisors quickly led the fully armed combat personnel away. In the blink of an eye, they had all disappeared.

Huo Tiejun gave a cold snort. "Useless in a fight, but damn fast when it comes to running."

Yuan Ling'Er sighed. "This is all your fault. If you'd listened to me, it wouldn't have come to this."

"He doesn't strike me as a madman who only knows how to kill."

Huo Tiejun walked over and opened the office door. With confidence he said, "I believe things aren't that bad yet. There's still room to talk."

Yuan Ling'Er pursed her lips but didn't argue. She herself had no Power. It hadn't been easy to find someone willing to believe her, and she didn't want anything to happen to Huo Tiejun.

Still, she felt a faint unease. She could only sense that Gao Xuan was the key to changing their fate, but how exactly would he change it?

Killing them would also be a kind of change.

There were simply too many unknowns here, too many factors beyond their control.

Precisely because of this, Yuan Ling'Er had always wanted to approach Gao Xuan amicably, to observe him as much as possible and look for a chance to alter their fate.

This kind of violent first meeting was not good news for them.

Gao Xuan's Power was far too great; he now had complete control of the initiative.

Yuan Ling'Er had no idea how Gao Xuan would treat them. She strained to foresee the future, but saw nothing at all.

The Power to glimpse fate was too strong, so strong that she couldn't actively control it and could only passively receive.

Her precognition of the future had so many limitations that there was very little she could do.

At this point, it seemed all they could do was accept whatever fate had arranged.

Forcefully suppressing the unease in her heart, Yuan Ling'Er sat on the sofa, racking her brains over how to persuade Gao Xuan.

After waiting a few minutes, Gao Xia finally arrived.

Out of habit, Huo Tiejun straightened the buttons on his clothes. He bowed politely to Gao Xuan and greeted him: "I am Huo Tiejun. An honor to meet you, Mr. Gao."

Huo Tiejun was born into a Noble Family and had received rigorous etiquette training since childhood. From the clothes he wore to his deportment, he was impeccable.

Although he felt a bit guilty, his face still showed a courteous, polite smile that conveyed his respect for Gao Xuan without appearing too obsequious.

Gao Xuan gave Huo Tiejun a glance but didn't respond. In the end, he was just a Noble Youth. In Wei'an City he might count as a man of talent, but on a planetary scale he was nothing.