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After the two from the Hidden Order left, Jon shook his head helplessly. Jiang Chen didn't ask any questions, showing little interest, but Qin Xiaoya, curious, inquired about what the Hidden Order was all about.
Qin Xiaoya had come to the United States to learn about foreign secret powers, and the imposing presence of the Hidden Order suggested they were quite powerful. She wondered how they compared to Huaxia's Hidden Sect.
Seeing Qin Xiaoya's curiosity, Jon glanced at Jiang Chen and then organized his thoughts before speaking slowly. "The Hidden Order is said to have been established over a thousand years ago as a secret society in Europe. There are no definitive records of its existence in any books, only some legends. However, the Hidden Order does exist and is indeed a formidable force. Many historical figures, such as Hugo, Newton, and Da Vinci, are rumored to have been members of the Hidden Order. Of course, these are just legends; we can't verify their authenticity."
"That's impressive," Qin Xiaoya exclaimed, surprised that so many historical figures were connected to the Hidden Order.
"So what exactly does the Hidden Order do? Is it a scientific organization?" Qin Xiaoya asked with growing curiosity. The association with renowned historical figures made anything related to them seem interesting.
"It would be more accurate to describe it as a theological organization. Isn't it said that the end of science is theology? This world indeed has many supernatural phenomena that cannot be explained by science. The Hidden Order initially focused on alchemy but later grew and developed various extraordinary abilities. Because the Hidden Order has always been shrouded in mystery, I don't know much about them. They approached me for cooperation mainly seeking financial support from our family, the Delson Family," Jon explained.
"The end of science is indeed theology; I now firmly believe that. In this sense, the Hidden Order is quite similar to our Huaxia's Hidden Sect," Qin Xiaoya remarked.
For ordinary people, believing in theology can be challenging under a scientific worldview—who would believe in the existence of gods? Yet this universe is inherently complex; perhaps humanity is merely a plaything of the divine. In the eyes of gods, human science might just be self-entertainment.
Perhaps only when humanity's perspective transcends scientific boundaries can we glimpse deeper layers of the universe. Those great scientists who devoted their later years to studying theology might have understood this.
"The emergence of the Hidden Order must be influenced by Huaxia's Hidden Sect entering the world stage. However, they have made a mistake by seeking me out; no matter how powerful the Hidden Order is, they pale in comparison to my master," Jon said sincerely.
"Naturally, they cannot compare to our young master. Our Huaxia's martial arts are flourishing thanks to his arrangements. He hopes to ignite a global martial arts craze where all forces emerge and engage in a hundred flowers blooming and a hundred schools contending scenario. So, the appearance of the Hidden Order aligns with his wishes," Qin Xiaoya replied.
Qin Xiaoya could grasp Jiang Chen's intentions well; her words were accurate. Jiang Chen indeed wanted to use this opportunity to bring all hidden powers on Earth into the open—whether good or evil, he welcomed them all.
In this world, there must be light where there is darkness and strength where there is weakness; thus, good and evil coexist and challenge each other. Only through their constant struggle can both sides feel a sense of crisis and strive for strength.
At that moment, in a military shooting club in the United States, a group of burly soldiers was practicing shooting. Dawson Caymanwei sat patiently on a nearby sofa with several key members of his family waiting. After a while, a middle-aged man in United States military uniform with well-defined muscles put down his firearm and walked over.
"General Breli! Long time no see," Dawson Caymanwei stood up and greeted him warmly.
The man in his fifties was General Breli of the United States, known for his iron fists. Breli was also a martial arts expert; his iron fists could penetrate steel plates. In the United States military, Breli's name was well-known and revered by all soldiers.
"Ah, Dawson! What brings you here?" Breli smiled.
"General Breli, I've run into some trouble and need your help," Dawson Caymanwei stated directly. It wasn't their first meeting; they were friends. The Kaimanwei Family had given many valuable gifts to various military personnel to foster good relations with them.
After all, as the Kaimanwei Family searched for treasures around the world throughout the year, they often encountered troubles where assistance from the United States Military could prove beneficial.
“Have you discovered another treasure?” Brelly sat down, picked up a cigar, and asked with a cheerful smile.
“From now on, our Kaimanwei Family has no connection to treasures. We’ve offended a Huaxia person. He came today, injured my clansmen, and even declared that we must hand over all our riches. That Huaxia person is too powerful; we are no match for him, so we have no choice but to seek help from the military,” Dawson Caymanwei said in a heavy, resigned tone.
Upon hearing this, Brelly's smile instantly froze.
“Another Huaxia person,” Brelly seemed furious, expressing great dissatisfaction towards the Huaxia people.
“General Brelly, did the Huaxia people offend you as well?” Dawson Caymanwei couldn't help but ask.
“Heh, six months ago, at the junction of the East China Sea and the open sea, we discovered an underwater treasure. General Wilson led a team there, but unexpectedly, they were killed by the Huaxia people. The Huaxia people are now occupying the waters of the treasure, acting arrogantly and not allowing us to approach. They are quite imposing, and now Huaxia is blatantly developing martial arts despite international opposition; the world is in chaos,” Brelly said coldly, his words filled with extreme dissatisfaction towards Huaxia.
Seeing Brelly’s hostility towards Huaxia was just what Dawson Caymanwei wanted; he quickly added fuel to the fire: “The Huaxia people are indeed becoming more arrogant. We must teach them a lesson. How could we possibly hand over the treasures my family has collected for generations to the Huaxia people?”
Brelly's expression grew serious as he took a deep puff from his cigar before calming down. “Rest assured, this is the United States, not Huaxia. Your property is protected by United States law; no one has the right to interfere. Where is that Huaxia person now?”
“I’m not sure, but he will come looking for me again in three days. They want me to find the whereabouts of a bronze artifact I’ve never seen before. I lied to them and said I would give them an answer in three days. Perhaps during that time we can set up a Heavenly Net; when they dare to come, we can catch them all at once,” Dawson Caymanwei said in a low voice.
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