Chapter 345: Wu Yue Gets Angry and Confronts Directly

Chapter 345 Wu Yue Goes Nuclear in Vlad’s Face

When Jian Suiyu, Fu Yanqi, and Wu Chong arrived at the captain's office, they saw Wu Yue sitting there with a dark expression, tapping aggressively at her communicator.

Zhang Ze and Shang Baiyi stood nearby, not daring to make a sound, their faces filled with utter helplessness. The moment they saw Jian Suiyu, they looked as if they had seen a savior.

"Vice Captain!! You're finally here!!"

Jian Suiyu, "...What's the situation now?"

Zhang Ze, "After Vlad denied any connection between this incident and the Royal Court, Wu Yue, in her capacity as Blaze's captain, sent 12 private emails in a row demanding Vlad confirm whether this matter was truly unrelated to the Royal Court.

If the Royal Court refuses to acknowledge Frank's status, then by default, the attackers are considered rogue bandits, and Blaze is free to deal with all invaders as they see fit.

Methods include but are not limited to: skinning alive, drawn and quartered, boiling and feeding to dogs, chopping off heads and mounting them at the Royal Court's gates, etc.

Simultaneously, all emails were CC'd to the Alliance President, Vice Alliance President, the Secretariat, and Li Zefeng."

Jian Suiyu, "...Nuclear option. She might as well have smeared shit directly on Vlad's face. So, what was Vlad's response?"

Zhang Ze, "Vlad backed down completely. He didn’t engage at all, just ducked for cover and took the hits. So now she’s absolutely furious."

Fu Yanqi, "After such a decisive counterattack, it’s rare to see someone still this pissed off."

Shang Baiyi, "Wu Yue lost two SSS-level 20-star maxed-out equipment and three SS-level peak-stage summons. All her ghosts were forced into hibernation, and she herself is severely injured—yet she refuses to enter the med-bay."

Zhang Ze nodded, "Wu Yue said someone has to foot the bill for her losses today."

Jian Suiyu, "Can’t Shen Que cover it?"

Zhang Ze and Shang Baiyi shook their heads in unison, "Wu Yue said Shen Que’s money is her money."

Jian Suiyu, "...Frank is also a prince. What about demanding compensation from Frank?"

Zhang Ze despaired, "She’s already stripped him bare. She had Leo comb through Frank’s memories—anything of value was taken by Wu Yue.

Including all the Royal Court warriors who attacked today—their entire possessions were seized. But she’s still not satisfied."

She’s a demon—no, a straight-up monster!!

Fu Yanqi, "So what is she busy with now?"

Shang Baiyi’s eyes were lifeless, "Launching a blitzkrieg PR offensive during the golden window of the incident. She had the Secretariat rally nobles who previously distanced themselves from the Royal Court to spin the narrative—claiming the Royal Court took advantage of Frank, painting Frank as the victim betrayed by Vlad and the Royal Court."

Wu Chong was surprised, "Huh? Why is Yue Yue helping Frank?"

Shang Baiyi sneered, "Helping? Don’t kid yourself. First, she’s using sickeningly effusive praise to utterly crush Vlad, burying him in a moral sewer.

Then, when Frank is glorified to the extreme, she’ll expose all his hypocritical, backstabbing antics over the years, instantly yanking him from saint to scum.

Wu Yue’s exact words: 'You like being a hypocrite? Then go all out—be the ultimate one.'"

Wu Chong was confused, "Won’t that just redeem Vlad’s image?"

Jian Suiyu shook his head, "No. Vlad’s actions are set in stone. By then, Frank will think Vlad orchestrated the smear campaign to save himself, and he’ll turn on Vlad. They’ll go for each other’s throats.

Where’s Frank now?"

Zhang Ze took a deep breath, "In the meeting room next door. But Vice Captain... you might want to mentally brace yourself before seeing him."

Jian Suiyu asked in confusion, "What the hell did she do?"

Zhang Ze replied, "...She did some things that break the Geneva Conventions."

Shang Baiyi added, "Not just some—she did pretty much everything the conventions prohibit. But don’t worry, he’s still alive."

Jian Suiyu, "..." How was that supposed to reassure him?

When Jian Suiyu saw Frank, the man was covered in bloody holes, his eyes vacant, gasping for breath, barely alive. Mr. White Bear stood nearby, using the most basic healing spell whenever Frank was on the verge of death, just enough to keep him from dying outright.

A massive black-robed shadow floated behind Frank, its shadowy hand stretching endlessly through the top of his skull and into his brainstem, constantly flooding his nerves with agony. The second he even thought about resisting or killing himself, it would immediately take countermeasures.

In short, he was trapped in unbearable torment but guaranteed not to die.

Seeing this, even Fu Yanqi couldn’t help but suck in a sharp breath and mutter, "Good lord, what a sin."

Even Jian Suiyu, who prided himself on being ruthless, couldn’t bear to look.

"Shen Que nearly died. She was already seething, and now the Royal Court walked right into her hands."

Shang Baiyi stared blankly. "Frank said he had shown mercy to the captain, so Wu Yue shouldn’t treat him like this. If he hadn’t gone easy, how could Shen Que have escaped multiple times?

Then Wu Yue snapped. She grinned and told Frank to run for it—if he moved his left foot, she’d strike his right; if he moved his right, she’d strike his left.

Frank called her a damn villain. She retorted that Frank was ungrateful and shameless—couldn’t he run even after getting shot? If he couldn’t run, couldn’t he at least crawl? Was a prince of the Royal Court really so spineless?

With the roles reversed, Frank suddenly understood how cruel and humiliating this was."

Zhang Ze added, "Every time Frank got injured, Wu Yue had Bai Xiong heal him. This went on dozens of times. Later, when Frank refused to run, she had Leo chase him to force him to move."

Richard, who arrived late, felt like he’d stumbled upon something shocking.

"Leo? Pope Leo?"

How could Wu Yue command Leo? And wasn’t Leo supposed to be dead?

Fu Yanqi delivered the brutal truth to Richard. "Pope Leo—the Western Arcane Arts master you could never defeat—was obliterated by Wu Yue in three seconds and turned into a ghost. Now he’s just one of her underlings, ready to fetch her tea if she snaps her fingers."

Richard choked, staggering like he’d been punched.

He’d only been in the healing pod for three hours, and the world had gone mad.

Richard asked sincerely, "So are we the bad guys now?"

"Of course not. We’re the victims of a night raid."

Wu Yue suddenly walked over, and everyone snapped to attention, then silently watching her, tense.

Fu Yanqi was the first to voice his curiosity. "Wu Yue, how’d you take Leo out so fast back then?"

Wu Yue pointed at Fu Yanqi’s shoulders and the top of his head, then she said coolly as his face twisted,

"I snuffed out Leo’s three life flames. That’s how I killed him."

Richard quickly steadied Fu Yanqi as he toppled straight backward. "What's wrong with you?"

Fu Yanqi's face was pale, his eyes vacant. "My Dao heart [cultivation core] is shattered."

He couldn't see the so-called *Three Flames* Wu Yue mentioned—their strength wasn't even comparable.

Wu Yue waved it off indifferently, "Don’t worry about it. I can’t keep using tricks like that—it’s bad luck and brings misfortune.

Besides, it doesn’t work on ghosts, only on living people. I don’t kill indiscriminately anyway. I love peace—I’m a *peace-loving* anti-war activist."

Everyone: "..." *Yeah, right*, what kind of anti-war activist—

Jian Suiyu let out a long sigh. "I’ll handle the cleanup. Wu Yue, you’ve been working nonstop for a full day and night—go rest early."

Wu Yue nodded and handed Jian Suiyu five blood bags of Shen Que’s plasma that she had taken from Frank’s space.

"He’s still got about three hours left in the healing pod. Give him these transfusions—it’ll help him recover faster."

With that, Wu Yue turned and left.

The moment Jian Suiyu saw the blood bags—he understood.

*This* was why Wu Yue had been so furious.