"Preposterous!"
Matsushima Zechuan was instantly enraged, his triangular eyes flashing with sharp light.
Suddenly.
He grinned, a smile chillingly sinister, making one's teeth ache: "Yes, the strength of a Grandmaster might not signify much."
"Do you want to know how this serum came about?"
Bai Zihe narrowed his eyes.
He naturally didn't know.
But he could imagine that what Matsushima Zechuan was about to say would not be simple.
Seeing his silence, Matsushima Zechuan chuckled again.
He spoke sinisterly, "Then let me ask you again, do you know... why we established this Japanese cultural street in the provincial capital?"
Bai Zihe hadn't thought much about it before.
He thought the Japanese were merely using "cultural infiltration" as a means, hence the establishment of the Japanese cultural street.
But now that he brought it up, the purpose was clearly not just that.
"Let me tell you."
Matsushima Zechuan said sinisterly, "Establishing so many Japanese cultural streets serves two purposes: cultural invasion, and the collection of Great Xia's flesh and blood, their genes!"
These were undoubtedly astonishing words.
But what Matsushima Zechuan said next was even more hair-raising, enough to grind one's teeth.
"You Great Xia people... are the most foolish nation in the world."
"But heaven is blind, to have granted such vast territory and abundant resources to such useless beings, it is simply a waste!"
"My great Japan..."
"So diligent, so motivated, so excellent, yet we can only dwell in a corner, surviving on a narrow island."
"Volcanoes rage, earthquakes are constant, tsunamis follow..."
"It is truly unfair of heaven!"
He then roared to the sky as if maddened: "Heaven is unfair—"
"Fortunately..."
A moment later, Matsushima Zechuan continued, "My great Japan conceived a grand idea: to annihilate you Great Xia people completely, from the genetic level."
"Once enough genes are collected, given enough time, we will certainly be able to create a genocide serum targeting the genetic deficiencies of you Great Xia people!"
"To bring about your national demise and extinction!"
Matsushima Zechuan cackled incessantly, "Did you see the serum just now? It was first tested on your Great Xia people."
"How is it, isn't it very powerful?"
His face was filled with provocation and pride, appearing extremely arrogant.
"Whether it's powerful or not, I don't know..."
Bai Zihe's killing intent had already surged through the nine heavens and roared into the firmament. "But I know very well that you will die today!"
As his voice fell.
Streams of dragon-like killing intent continuously impacted the embassy.
Everything around was crushed, and a storm of dust and sand spread forth at that moment.
"Are you very angry?"
Matsushima Zechuan was smug, extremely smug.
He was cunning.
Directly confronting Bai Zihe, even as a Grandmaster, he might not have had a great advantage; after all, Gai Tianya was an example.
Therefore, his previous words were intended, first, to stall for time, allowing the serum's effects to be fully absorbed and his strength maximized.
Second, to deliberately enrage Bai Zihe, making him lose his reason in anger!
This way, he would have an opportunity.
Indeed.
He had succeeded.
But the consequences might be severe.
Bai Zihe was truly enraged.
Since the Japanese harbored an unyielding desire to destroy Xia, there was nothing more to say. They would kill as many as came!
To kill until the sky and earth were overturned!
To kill until the universe was clear!
To kill until the four seas were at peace!
"Swish!"
As his voice fell, he lunged towards Matsushima Zechuan.
His speed was astonishing.
Matsushima Zechuan knew Bai Zihe would not let him go and stared intently at his every move.
The moment he saw Bai Zihe lunging over.
He gathered all his strength.
But he was still too slow.
"Bang!"
Bai Zihe, without any fancy moves, landed a punch on his chest.
Matsushima Zechuan was like a mountain colliding with him, thrown backward uncontrollably onto the ground, sliding dozens of meters before slowly coming to a halt.
And his entire body...
Was already covered in wounds and bleeding profusely.
An instant kill!
Even though Matsushima Zechuan had ascended to the ranks of a Grandmaster, he was still ruthlessly killed in an instant by Bai Zihe.
Matsushima Zechuan tried to get up but found it incredibly difficult.
He instinctively looked back...
Bai Zihe was right before him!
Matsushima Zechuan's soul was about to fly out of his body. He retreated incessantly, muttering to himself: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"This gene serum has been researched for over ten years, and it was even tested on you Great Xia people."
"I have, without any doubt, ascended to Grandmaster..."
"It's impossible to be instantly killed like this!"
Watching his self-hypnotic rambling, Lin Tianxuan spoke with extreme coldness.
"You dogs of Japan..."
"How could you possibly know that my Great Xia, with its five thousand years of history, is a land of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, with talents emerging in endless succession."