chapter 2 important person

"Boom, boom, boom..."
At that moment, a massive roar echoed from afar, fierce winds swept through the airport, and five Black Hawk helicopters descended from the sky, followed closely by hundreds of Marauder vehicles.
"Whoosh! Whoosh..."
The doors of the Black Hawk helicopters opened before they even touched the ground.
Five figures descended gracefully.
"Thud!"
A muffled sound.
Five pairs of combat boots simultaneously touched the ground, causing faint cracks in the surface beneath their feet.
Each one stood tall, adorned in military attire. The Marauders were equally uniform, a thousand soldiers in black armor, each gripping a combat knife at their waist.
A thousand soldiers advanced into the airport with synchronized steps, their momentum overwhelming, causing the earth to tremble.
In the aisle, the Zhou family members were already stunned, instinctively stepping back, and then back again.
The one thousand soldiers stopped five steps away from Fernando.
The five individuals at the forefront suddenly knelt on the ground.
"Eastern Territory Nation's Protector, Wesley Gu."
"Southern Territory Nation's Stabilizer, Seth Nan."
"Western Territory Nation's Defender, Brian Shen."
"Northern Territory Nation's Guardian, Derek Luo."
"Middle Territory Nation's Peacekeeper, Victor Lu."
"Seek an audience with the Palace Master."
"Seek an audience with the Palace Master!!"
The thousand soldiers behind them echoed in a deafening wave, reaching the heavens.
Every gaze was filled with determination and fervor.
Fernando, to them, was a leader revered like a deity.
Under his command, the borderlands were as solid as gold, and neighboring nations dared not cross a single line.
Maxwell's face turned ashen, his pupils contracted suddenly, and his mouth involuntarily opened wide. The scene before him was beyond anything he could have imagined.
As the family head for many years, he had weathered many storms, but this sight left him utterly dumbfounded.
Maxwell did not recognize these five individuals, and Fernando had never seen them before. How could a mere family patriarch come into contact with figures at this level?
In his seventies, experience told him that today, he might have provoked someone extraordinary.
Wesley, Derek, Brian, Seth, Victor.
They were the five War Gods standing at the pinnacle of Huaxia, each commanding millions of troops stationed in the east, south, west, north, and center of Huaxia. Over the years, their military achievements were illustrious, and the mere mention of their names sent chills down the spines of neighboring nations.
Annihilation Palace.
These two words made military departments worldwide tremble.
As the name suggested, anyone daring to offend Huaxia would face annihilation, even if they were gods.
Today was supposed to be the day of the Palace Master's coronation, but unexpectedly, the Palace Master announced the abdication, insisting on returning. This left those in the palace puzzled and reluctant.
"Today, the five of you left your posts without permission..."
Although Fernando was dressed plainly, he couldn't conceal his kingly aura, his brows furrowed.
"We plead guilty, left our posts without permission, according to Palace Law, each to receive one thousand lashes." The five spoke in unison.
Fernando waved his hand, "I have abdicated, whether to punish or not, I no longer have the authority to intervene."
"Palace Master!" The eyes of the five turned slightly red.
In their hearts, Fernando was not only the Palace Master of Annihilation Palace but also their instructor and the belief of all Annihilation Palace members.
"Victor," Fernando sternly called.
The Nation's Peacekeeper of Middle Territory, Victor, stepped forward, clasping his hands in a fist, "Victor is present."
"This person insulted the martyrs of Annihilation Palace." Fernando pointed casually at Axel on the ground. "Deal with him according to Palace Law."
Fernando had originally intended to personally deal with Axel, but since these individuals had arrived, he saw no need to get involved in such a petty matter.
"Yes, Victor obeys." Victor received the order and turned to glare at Axel.
With just that look, Axel was scared and scrambled away. "Palace...Palace Law?"
Axel didn't even know about Annihilation Palace, let alone Palace Law. Normally, when he got into trouble, he hadn't even been inside a police station.
"That's right." Victor grabbed Axel and said, "Insulting our martyrs, according to Palace Law—death penalty!"
"Death penalty!"
A thousand soldiers unsheathed their blades, all pointing at Axel.
"Gran... Grandpa, save me!"
Axel was scared out of his wits, urinating on the spot, trembling all over, and looking towards Maxwell. Despite his usual arrogance, engaging in fights, smashing stores, and even drugging and abducting college girls, this rich second-generation young master could effortlessly resolve any trouble by making a simple phone call to his grandfather. This had made him fearless in Jinghai.
Maxwell's face turned pale, sweat pouring down like rain. As a mere family patriarch, how could he save the situation?
"What kind of people are you!? If you dare touch my grandson, even if I have to stake the entire family fortune, I won't let you off!" Watching his grandson being taken away, Maxwell's eyes were filled with rage and despair. Axel was his only grandson.
Upon hearing this, the five War Gods exchanged smiles.
The last time someone spoke with such arrogance to the Palace Master was three years ago.
That person was a Seven Star War God from Fei Country, exceptionally arrogant and self-proclaimed invincible. He had single-handedly killed hundreds of Huaxia border guards, boldly crossed the border, and arrogantly declared his intention to break through.
The result? His right foot had just crossed the line when his head landed on the ground.
Without hesitation, Fernando, wielding the Annihilation Blade, crossed the border into Fei Country, beheaded eight Fei Country War God-level leaders, and decimated tens of thousands of soldiers.
Fei Country's rulers were terrified, submitting a surrender letter, promising never to provoke Huaxia again, and annually paying tribute as vassals.
This battle sent shockwaves around the world.
"Zhou family, no need to stay any longer," Fernando said, turning away.
With a wave of Victor's hand, the heavily armed soldiers behind him apprehended the entire Zhou family.
From this day forward, there would be no Zhou family in Jinghai.
Outside the airport, a Bentley was parked on the roadside.
"Sir, Miss, it's too hot outside. Why not wait in the car?"
A middle-aged driver held an umbrella for the two, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead.
It was August, and the outdoor temperature was nearly forty degrees. The driver had served the Su family for almost twenty years, and it was the first time he had seen the elderly master of the Su family personally receive someone in such a manner.
"Yeah, Grandpa, who is this person? Such a grand reception, does Grandpa need to come out like this?"
Under the umbrella, a graceful young girl pouted, and her beautiful face was covered in tiny beads of sweat.
Despite wearing a short skirt, the intense heat made her extremely uncomfortable.
The girl's name was Abigail Su. Beside her was an elderly man named Peter Su. Last night, she received notice from her grandfather that she needed to accompany him to the airport to pick up someone today.
She had accompanied her grandfather to pick up people before, but this level of grandeur, even standing outside the car in scorching weather to receive someone, was a first.
"Grandpa, if you don't get in the car, I'm going to," Abigail said, turning to leave.
"Stay where you are!"
Peter slammed his cane onto the ground, producing a muffled sound.
"Grandpa..."
Abigail's cherry-like lips pouted again, "We've been waiting for almost forty minutes. Who on earth is this important person?"
"Don't talk about forty minutes. Even if we have to wait for a day, three days, we will continue to wait!" Peter's tone brooked no doubt.
Although Abigail was unwilling, she dared not defy her grandfather's words. At this moment, her dress was faintly soaked, making her extremely uncomfortable. Her pair of straight and slender legs, currently encased in flesh-colored sheer stockings, had beads of sweat sticking to them.
All she wanted now was to go home quickly and take a comfortable hot bath.
"They're here."
Peter's voice trembled slightly, his right hand tightly gripping the cane.
Abigail looked in the direction of the sound, and what she saw left her astonished.
Normally, the airport exit had quite a few people, but they were all in a chaotic rush, bustling and hurried.
Yet, at this moment, there were a thousand people in uniform, marching in perfect formation.
Each step seemed like a heavy hammer, landing heavily on Abigail's heart, causing her to instinctively breathe rapidly, her heart pounding in waves.
The scene before her was so shocking.
Is this the person Grandpa is picking up today?