Small, Hard-I Mean Truth-Seeking Orbs

Thud—

A severed hand fell to the ground with a soft sound.

The White-skinned Envoy clutched his left arm with his only remaining right hand, his face twisted in agony as he stared fearfully at the expressionless youth before him.

He had never imagined that the other party would dare to make a move right in front of Lord Motiān.

However, Lu Su had no interest in dealing with such a minor lackey. He merely looked calmly at Motiān and said evenly, "Your man seems to have no understanding of proper conduct. I disciplined him on your behalf. I hope you will not take offense."

Meanwhile, Zhu Zhongjing, standing behind Lu Su, was already preparing to flee.

He had not expected Lu Su to be this uncompromising.

Upon hearing this, Motiān did not reply. He maintained his previous posture, studying Aizen beside Lu Su with inscrutable eyes.

After a long while, a strange smile finally appeared at the corner of the handsome man’s lips as he slowly uttered two words: "Interesting."

Then, he looked toward the White-skinned Envoy, who was still letting out faint groans, and said with some displeasure, "You are rather noisy."

Upon hearing those words, the envoy’s already pale face turned several shades whiter. His lips trembled as though he wanted to say something, but he ultimately chose to close his mouth.

Yet Motiān had no intention of letting him off.

The Hall of Fame Card Master from the Mughal Empire straightened slightly and said casually, "Leave your tongue behind, then get lost."

The White-skinned Envoy’s body swayed, and he looked at Motiān in disbelief.

Why? Wasn’t he helping His Majesty suppress the other side’s arrogance?

"Your Excellency—"

Seeing that he still wanted to say something, Moore’s expression immediately turned cold. With a flick of his finger, a bloody jaw with its tongue still attached appeared on the ground before Lu Su.

The White-skinned Envoy had already fainted from the pain.

Seeing this, Lu Su could not help frowning slightly. In the end, however, he said nothing. He merely summoned a Ghost Shadow Soldier and ordered it to drag the envoy, dead or alive, out of the hall.

Moore paid no attention to such a trivial matter. He simply raised his brows and said frivolously, "Well? That should be enough of an apology, shouldn’t it?"

To be honest, Lu Su saw no apology in it. All he saw was naked intimidation.

But given the other party’s status as a Hall of Fame Card Master, he could not say much.

Before Lu Su could speak, Moore continued with evident interest, "Still, I never expected this."

"Great Ming actually dares to bare its fangs at me."

The moment those words left his mouth, the atmosphere in the hall froze.

Even Zhu Zhongjing, who had been watching the show from the sidelines, began to feel uneasy. As expected, these Indians have come with ill intent.

Thinking this, he turned his gaze toward Lu Su and silently watched to see what the youth planned to do next.

Clearly, openly breaking into conflict was the most irrational choice.

What Zhu Zhongjing could think of, Lu Su naturally could as well.

He merely sighed inwardly and said calmly, "There is no need for Mr. Moore to use such words to provoke me."

"But if you have truly prepared yourself to become enemies with Great Ming, then I will accompany you to the end."

Relations between nations could not possibly be handled through endless concessions, especially when the other side was practically shitting on his head.

As Lu Su’s words fell, a blond youth wearing a forehead protector appeared beside him.

Seeing that he truly seemed ready to fight, Zhu Zhongjing swallowed hard and hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over. "Gentlemen, calm down. It is not that big a deal."

The former emperor of Great Ming was now beginning to regret accompanying Lu Su on this visit to the Mughal Empire delegation.

In his wildest dreams, he had not expected Master Law to be so resolute that he would dare confront a Hall of Fame Card Master head-on.

Zhu Zhongjing had certainly considered fleeing in this situation, but if the two men before him started fighting, where could he, a mere Diamond Grade Card Master, possibly run?

Thus, he could only grit his teeth and take the initiative to act as mediator.

Unfortunately, Moore did not regard Zhu Zhongjing as worthy of notice.

He naturally knew Zhu Zhongjing’s identity. His subordinates had long since compiled information on Great Ming’s current situation over the past few days.

But—

So what if he was Great Ming’s former emperor?

At the end of the day, he was merely a Diamond Grade Card Master. This world ultimately depended on one’s fists.

With sufficient strength, becoming a god in the Mughal Empire was effortless. In the past, there had even been Hall of Fame Card Masters who had openly placed themselves on the same level as the Trimurti.

Not to mention that Moore’s title of Golden Embryo was even more outrageous.

Brahma, one of the Trimurti, had been born from a Golden Embryo. For a religion, that was undoubtedly blasphemous overreach.

But so what? Did the Mughal Empire not still allow him to do as he pleased?

Just as cold sweat began to form on Zhu Zhongjing’s forehead, Moore suddenly grinned. "Interesting. Truly interesting."

"After all these years, you are the first person who has dared to speak to me like this."

"Then let me see exactly where your confidence comes from."

Before his words had even finished, Zhu Zhongjing sensed that something was wrong and moved in front of Lu Su to shield him.

As for Lu Su—

Boom—!

A thunderous roar instantly spread throughout the entire imperial palace, and blazing flames dyed the sky red.

Everyone in the palace had their attention drawn by the sudden explosion.

Bai Yueming and the other two changed expressions as they looked toward the source of the explosion. "Xiao Luo?!"

"Did he start fighting with Moore?"

The hearts of the three Master Grade Card Masters immediately sank.

Fortunately, the situation did not appear to have reached its worst point yet. After all, if Lu Su and Moore had truly begun fighting, the commotion could not possibly have been so minor.

After exchanging glances, the three hurried toward the scene.

Elsewhere.

As the smoke gradually dissipated, Zhu Zhongjing looked at the grim-faced Lu Su before him with lingering fear.

Standing in front of Lu Su was a youth clad in golden yellow energy garments.

Without question, the youth was Uzumaki Naruto, who had activated Six Paths Sage Mode.

A pitch-black round shield stood before him, while several small black spheres floated behind him.

"Is this your confidence?"

Amid the collapsed palace, Motiān still maintained his earlier half-sitting, half-reclining position on the couch. Within the ruins, only the space several meters around him remained completely intact.

Motiān narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully examining Uzumaki Naruto, who had entered Six Paths Sage Mode.

He naturally knew what had just happened. When his card launched its attack, it was that youth with the powerful aura who had used his abilities to block it.

"What a strange thing."

Seeing the Truth-Seeking Orbs for the first time, that thought flashed through Motiān’s mind.

In his perception, part of the attack unleashed by his card had been directly nullified, while the rest had been absorbed by the strange little black spheres behind that unknown card.

Not only that, Motiān also noticed that Uzumaki Naruto’s strength was somewhat unusual.

Having lived so long, he had seen quite a few Master Grade Card Masters, including many Master Grade cards of Red Quality.

But in terms of sheer strength—

None could compare to that card in the distance.

Moreover, if he remembered correctly, intelligence stated that the card Lu Su had used to drive away a Hall of Fame Grade Demon was not this one.

With that thought, he said somewhat regretfully, "I thought I would get to see the method that made Adley retreat."

"What a pity."

Lu Su felt nothing upon hearing this.

After all, he could not possibly use his ultimate move just because of one ordinary attack.

Besides, Naruto was enough to handle the current situation.

That was, provided the other party did not truly intend to fight.

If they really fought, Lu Su certainly would not hold anything back.

At that moment, Bai Yueming and the other two arrived at the scene.

They appeared beside Lu Su, staring solemnly at Motiān across from them as they asked softly, "What happened, Xiao Luo?"

As they spoke, the three Master Grade Card Masters discreetly glanced at Uzumaki Naruto. This was also their first time seeing Lu Su’s card.

Feeling the terrifying aura emanating from Naruto, they could not help but feel alarmed. At the very least, in their experience, ordinary Red Cards could not reach this level.

Unless Traits had been stacked, or it was of Color Quality.

Of course, there was another possibility: both stacked Traits and Color Quality.

"Can a Master Grade Card Master really create a card of Color Quality?"

Bai Yueming and the others could not help but wonder.

At the scene.

Before Lu Su could reply, Zhu Zhongjing hurriedly said, "Master Law and Lord Motiān merely had a brief spar."

"Master Bai, there is no need for you to be nervous."

Hearing this, the four Master Grade Card Masters, including Lu Su, could not help giving him strange looks.

But Zhu Zhongjing could not care about that now.

Even someone who enjoyed watching drama had to save his own life first. If he died, no amount of drama afterward would matter, since he would not be able to watch it.

He was not some overwhelmingly powerful ultimate drama-lover like Aha.

With Motiān’s hearing, he naturally heard Zhu Zhongjing’s words. He was briefly stunned before bursting into laughter. "A spar."

"Hahahaha."

"Former emperor of Great Ming, you have successfully piqued my interest."

"That’s right, it was a spar!"

Unfortunately, although Motiān had accepted the way out Zhu Zhongjing offered, Great Ming’s former emperor was not at all pleased.

He truly did not want to be noticed by a powerful, temperamental man like Motiān.

For a moment, Zhu Zhongjing felt like crying without tears.

However, after seeing that the matter had been resolved, Bai Yueming and the other two could not help breathing sighs of relief.

The old man glanced at the slightly frowning Lu Su beside him, then said to Motiān in the distance, "In that case, I will arrange a new residence for you."

With a signal from Bai Yueming, a Diamond Grade Card Master hurried to Motiān’s side.

Motiān merely nodded noncommittally. After giving Uzumaki Naruto and Lu Su a deep look, he turned and followed the Great Ming Card Master beside him away.

What Bai Yueming and the others did not know was that even if Zhu Zhongjing had not offered him a way out, Motiān would not have continued fighting.

His original goal had merely been to probe Lu Su’s true capabilities. Now that he had accomplished it, there was naturally no need to keep fighting.

He was merely temperamental, not foolish.

Moreover, within the palace, representatives of several nations relatively close to Great Ming were already secretly observing his every move.

Motiān was not afraid of those people, but the backers behind some of them were troublesome even to him.

For example, Catherine of the Tsardom of Russia.

Otherwise, an attack launched by a Hall of Fame Card Master would not have destroyed merely one palace.

"Truly interesting. It seems I underestimated Great Ming somewhat."

"It actually has the confidence to bare its fangs at me."

Thinking of Lu Su’s performance just now, Motiān curled his lips slightly.

Yet whether it was an illusion or not, Motiān always felt that the aura the youth gave off in his perception was rather strange.

As a Hall of Fame Card Master, he did not believe his senses were wrong. But he could not determine the reason for the moment, so he could only bury the matter in his heart.

Then Motiān recalled the White-skinned Envoy from earlier.

"Oh, right. That idiot must be dealt with when we return as well."

"Disobedient dogs should be beaten to death early."

The envoy was the elder brother of one of his concubines. Only after that concubine had repeatedly pleaded with him did he reluctantly bring the man along.

Unfortunately, he did not seem obedient.

Motiān had no particular objection to the envoy taking it upon himself to give Lu Su a show of force. What displeased him was that the man had hesitated after being ordered to leave his tongue behind.

If he dared hesitate now, would he not betray him in the future?

Thinking this, Motiān let out a faint sigh of regret.

He quite liked that concubine, but after returning, he could only dispose of her as well.

After all, they were pigs and dogs born from the same litter. Presumably, like her brother, she possessed the ingrained inferiority of the lower class.

The Great Ming Card Master leading the way had no idea what Motiān was thinking. He only felt that the Hall of Fame Card Master behind him seemed to be in a foul mood, so he immediately quickened his pace.

Elsewhere.

After seeing Motiān off, Bai Yueming and the other two Master Grade Card Masters could not help sighing in relief.

Turning toward Lu Su, they did not ask why he had fought with Motiān.

After so many years together, how could the three not understand Lu Su’s character?

Thus, they would simply stand silently beside the youth and support his decision.

However, Lu Su was certainly no longer suitable to continue dealing with Motiān afterward. Everyone present understood that.

As for a replacement.

When the four Master Grade Card Masters all looked at him in unison, Zhu Zhongjing’s body immediately stiffened.

He scratched his head somewhat mechanically and forced out a laugh. "I have, uh, something to do, so I’ll just—"

Unfortunately, before he could finish, Fang Wenlong interrupted him.

A kind smile appeared on Fang Wenlong’s face as he said, "Young Friend Zhu, I’m afraid we will have to trouble you with future dealings with this gentleman."

"Of course, as compensation, your benefits will be doubled from now on. How does that sound?"

Zhu Zhongjing’s face fell at once. He truly did not want to take on such a miserable assignment.

Unfortunately, after what had just happened, he could not escape even if he wanted to.

Fortunately, the Association was not planning to make the horse run without feeding it. At least that offered him some small comfort.

Tragic. The drama-lover had ultimately become the drama.

With that in mind, Zhu Zhongjing agreed somewhat reluctantly. "I can only do my best. If something goes wrong, don’t blame me, Masters."

"Of course."

Seeing him agree, Lu Su and the other three could not help but smile faintly.

Just then, envoys from several other countries within the imperial palace also arrived at the scene.

"Minister Lu?"

"What just happened?"