Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 1190 - 1183: A Perfect Ending

Chapter 1190: Chapter 1183: A Perfect Ending

Seeing Tangmo and his group enter the hall, Hu Daoke took the initiative to greet them, then excitedly called out, "Sister Momo, Old Cheng!"

"Is everyone alright?" Cheng Ziang asked.

"Oh, two unlucky ones got minor injuries, but everyone else is pretty much unscathed," Hu Daoke waved his hand and said.

"That’s good," Cheng Ziang nodded in relief.

Before long, Fulanta walked into the hall, escorted by two soldiers. He seemed somewhat intimidated; it looked more like an arrest than an escort.

"Mr. Fulanta, are you okay?" Seeing him come in, Cheng Ziang turned to ask.

"Thanks to your lordship, I’m fine..." Fulanta said, secretly rubbing his reddened nose.

"That’s good..." Cheng Ziang nodded, just about to say something when he was interrupted by Tangmo.

"The one called Fulanta, come here, tell me who Saiye and Pelas are!" Tangmo asked coldly without turning his head.

"Oh, alright," Fulanta nodded and hurried over, pointing eagerly at Saiye and Pelas as if trying to claim credit, "Those two are the ones, they are the masterminds behind this whole series of conspiracies!"

"Fulanta!" Saiye was so angry that he saw stars, struggling fiercely as he cursed, "You beast, I trusted you so much, and you betray us, you traitor!"

"What do you mean," Fulanta, seemingly gathering courage from nowhere, suddenly straightened up, walked up to Saiye, and looked down at him with an outraged expression, "I was never one of you, so where’s the betrayal? I joined you only to serve as an undercover."

"You actually teamed up with those from the Otherworld for your own glory and wealth, betraying your own people!" Saiye spat out through clenched teeth.

"Teaming up, my own people?" Fulanta nearly laughed when he heard these words, then squatting down in front of him, looked him straight in the eye and asked, "So, I want to know why I was dragged into this mess. Don’t tell me you don’t know."

Faced with Fulanta’s questioning, Saiye felt a sinking feeling in his heart, his previously angry and resolute eyes suddenly becoming evasive, afraid to meet Fulanta’s gaze.

"Can’t come up with an answer, or don’t dare to? Then let me tell you," Fulanta said with a cold laugh, "You sent assassins to kill someone from the Otherworld, and then framed me for it, right? If not for this lord, I probably would have already become a wrongful ghost. What trust between us, what betrayal? I wish I could eat your flesh and drink your blood!"

"So, you figured it out, huh..." Saiye’s eyes flickered, but his voice was still defiant.

"You beast, I’ll personally watch you descend into Hell!" Fulanta stepped forward, grabbed Saiye’s clothes, and said through clenched teeth.

"You’re Saiye?" Just as Fulanta was about to continue, a cold voice came from behind him.

"My lord, he is Saiye!" Fulanta let go of Saiye and then stood up to bow respectfully.

"Who are you..." Before Saiye had time to speak, or even fully see her face, he was kicked in the face by Tangmo and sent tumbling to the ground.

Since Saiye was kneeling on the ground with his hands tied behind his back, he couldn’t move at all after falling. He had just spit out a mouthful of blood when Tangmo stepped on his head again, pressing him firmly to the ground.

Seeing this, the Assault Team members nearby were about to intervene, but were stopped by a look from Cheng Ziang who was standing behind them.

Cheng Ziang knew that ever since Luo’er’s incident, Tangmo had been holding back a bundle of rage, and if she didn’t release it now, she might burst from the pressure. Now that there was such a good opportunity, as long as she didn’t kill anyone, Cheng Ziang was willing to let her vent.

Tangmo’s face was stern as she ignored Saiye’s screams, kicking him forcefully in the stomach several times until he curled up on the ground in pain, letting out continuous whimpers.

It seemed she still wasn’t satisfied, her kicks growing more vicious, but this time Cheng Ziang stopped her, fearing that any more might take Saiye’s life.

"Alright, alright, my lady, please calm your anger, we’ll take them back and our brothers will ’treat’ them well," Cheng Ziang said, pulling her back from behind and comforting her in a soothing tone.

Hearing his words, Tangmo turned back to glare at him, took a deep breath, and finally managed to suppress her fury.

In fact, for Momo, this was already quite restrained. Because with her temperament in the past, it would have been strange if there wasn’t blood in this hall.

Momo now had many things to consider and couldn’t act recklessly with her body, after all, she still had to consider her sister’s feelings. Ever since she had hurt Luo’er back then, her desire to kill had been increasingly controlled.

The troops stayed in the manor for a few hours, taking all the prisoners and the Mobile Troop members onto the airboat, then ordered the mountain troops to return to Lipei the same way they came.

On their way back, they received good news from Lipei’s side; headquarters had achieved a major victory against the invaders, annihilating over a thousand enemies and completely disintegrating the armed force that had attempted to invade Lipei, safeguarding the safety of the civilians beneath the city.

In this operation, headquarters managed a two-pronged approach: on one side, they eliminated the enemy’s living forces through a battle, and on the other, they used special operations to arrest the masterminds behind the series of events, effectively dismantling the force opposed to progress.

The Intelligence Agency had not expected headquarters to act so swiftly and decisively. Car, who had rushed back to the manor, only to see chaos, realized he would have been arrested on the spot if he had arrived just one day earlier.

This incident once again made the Intelligence Agency realize that they couldn’t rely on the people from the Otherworld. Or perhaps, many of their plans were doomed from the start, unlikely to ever succeed. With the burden of the Otherworld, their chances of success were slim.

Car, who had managed to escape back, had originally planned for Saiye and the others to withdraw from Lipei and convene in Yazhi City to discuss their next move. He didn’t expect their home base to be uprooted by the headquarters’ forces, leaving the Intelligence Agency with no grounds to interfere in Lipei’s affairs.

Regardless, the events in Lipei finally concluded with a comprehensive victory for headquarters. The news of Lipei’s victory, especially the annihilation of over a thousand enemies, sent a powerful message of Lipei’s military strength to all factions in the Otherworld. At least for the short term, no one would dare to plot against Lipei.

For headquarters, the battle allowed them to perfectly achieve their goal of deterring forces from the Otherworld with ill intentions, laying a stable foundation for Lipei’s peaceful development.

Especially the capture of the opposition forces led by Saiye clearly conveyed headquarters’ stance: all reactionary, feudal, and backward forces of ignorance would be decisively destroyed.

The soldiers returning to Lipei were warmly welcomed by the civilians outside the city. These feudal soldiers had never imagined they would one day receive such support from the people.

In the city, the cheers for Cheng Ziang and his companions were even more enthusiastic. Cheng Ziang could be said to have single-handedly thwarted the enemy’s conspiracy to subvert Lipei. To some extent, Cheng Ziang played a crucial role in restoring peace to Lipei.

Back in the city, the Advance Team and others were warmly welcomed by the Mobile Troop and the Rapid Reaction Force. However, they did not indulge in the joy of the cheers because, deep in their hearts, they couldn’t let go of Luo’er’s injuries.

Under headquarters’ arrangement, upon returning to Lipei, the group was immediately required to pass through the Otherworld Gate. On the other side, high-level leaders from the military and political circles were already waiting to meet these brave and intelligent warriors.

The award ceremony lasted for more than three hours, and the four of them seemed very passive, numbly accepting the medals awarded by the leaders, as if they were just backstage figures.

Touching the exquisite and ornate medals, they looked at each other and suddenly felt inexplicably uncomfortable. The medals in their hands lost their appeal instantly.

The reason for their discomfort was that, in their view, the medals seemed as if they had been exchanged for Luo’er’s life. Luo’er was still lying alone in the hospital, and yet they were honored for this incident. Thus, they felt this inexplicable discomfort, feeling as if they were feasting on the "human blood steamed buns" of Luo’er.