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With a loud crash, a test tube was thrown onto Ron's corpse, shattering upon impact. The liquid inside ignited violently upon contact with the air, engulfing Ron's body in flames almost instantaneously.
Outside, the figure that still stood upright in the room, pierced through the chest by a sharp blade, received the same fiery treatment.
The fire alarm in the room blared loudly, but the water mist sprayed out did nothing to quell the spreading flames.
A pungent odor filled the air.
"Although this deviates from the original plan, the outcome remains the same," Yang Xiaoyou thought as he slowly regained his composure. Inside, he felt as if everything was in turmoil.
This time, things had escalated dramatically. That character resembling a Royal Guard Commander was terrifyingly powerful; even if one could temporarily surpass him through a fusion of strength during a normal confrontation, it would be impossible to kill him within that timeframe. Once time ran out, given his horrifying speed, Yang Xiaoyou would be at his mercy.
Even if he had known beforehand that he could use his stored artifacts for such unconventional attacks and had chosen to flee instead, he would have had no means to stop him.
The only reason he achieved this effect was because the Second Prince he was tasked with protecting was in the room and unable to leave.
By sheer luck, he had gained quite an advantage.
Yet even so, sustaining such severe injuries left him in worse condition than before and rendered his planned follow-up steps impossible.
"They're lucky this time. But even if I can't give them my best shot, I'll make sure they feel it." Struggling to move towards the window, Yang Xiaoyou heard the commotion in the corridor and leaped out.
"What do you mean he's dead?" The Crown Prince had just made arrangements to strike hard while the military personnel were still unprepared. Upon hearing about the Second Prince's death, his hair stood on end.
This must be a joke.
Damn it! Who in their right mind would kill this Second Generation Heir? Was there really a need for the Chinese Empire's royal family to eliminate him? He was hardly significant and only brought trouble. What was most unacceptable was that he had been fully responsible for hosting this visit.
He had provided high-level security for him, yet now he was being told that someone had taken him out? The entire hotel had turned into a sea of flames; this was beyond ridiculous.
He wanted to entrust him with dealing with his troublesome nephew, but the most pressing issue was the diplomatic pressure he was about to face.
No matter what, a prince's reputation was tied to the Chinese Empire, and Denmark clearly wasn't in a position to ignore them. Recently, due to a series of financial problems, they had to rely on others for support, and now this incident had erupted.
"At such a critical moment, how could this happen? Could it be that group of old fellows in the military is behind this? But they wouldn't go so far as to sabotage something so significant; otherwise, I wouldn't have succeeded in the first place." As he pondered this series of headaches all stemming from this one spark, he had no choice but to temporarily set it aside.
As for how to deal with that troublesome nephew, it would have to wait. He couldn't start by questioning the other party's identity; even if it turned out he was indeed an imposter, he would still have to cover it up for the sake of the royal family's reputation.
At this point, he could only focus on external forces. After all, whether it was that aging empire or Germany and France beside them, none wanted the Chinese Empire's influence to extend into their territory. There were plenty of motivations for such destructive actions.
As long as there was no evidence found, the primary responsibility would ultimately fall on his own country.
The virus from Greenland, the royal bloodline's return, and now an assassination attempt...
After considering this series of issues, Frederik couldn't help but close his eyes in pain. What kind of misfortune had he brought upon himself?
"Ugh, really? You look lively when you go out, but now you're half-dead. Are you doing this on purpose?" While helping Yang Xiaoyou wrap bandages around her arm and palm wounds, the demoness in her tight nurse outfit—her ample bosom nearly bursting out and her thigh exposed—seemed somewhat dissatisfied as she pouted.
That seductive charm almost made Yang Xiaoyou reopen her wounds; it was truly a deadly game.
Faced with such blatant temptation, Yang Xiaoyou chose to play dead.
If a prince representing national dignity were to die in another country—although officially announced as a fire accident—it would undoubtedly cause a stir internationally and become fodder for gossip.
Moreover, with Greenland's rescue efforts severely hindered by weather and geography, Yang Xiaoyou, the 'quarantined' patient, was nearly abandoned in the isolation room.
With bruised faces and a slight sway in their steps, Huang Wei and his group arrived at the hospital, crying about the tasks they had been assigned.
However, when they caught sight of Liang Wuxuan in her sexy Nurse Outfit, it seemed that all their grievances vanished in an instant. They immediately put on a brave front, acting as if they were strong and resilient. When they complained to Yang Xiaoyou, they quickly did a complete turnaround, insisting on their unwavering spirit and revealing nothing.
Yang Xiaoyou, whose injuries had stabilized and was now resting, felt somewhat speechless. It seemed that these individuals had reached a level of shamelessness that made them invincible; indeed, they were beyond his reach.
Soon after, these temporarily drained fellows were dismissed by Yang Xiaoyou like used rags.
"Aren't you eager to get back to class with the new school term approaching? The atmosphere here is such that the Crown Prince wouldn't dare to bother you again. If you don't leave, just head straight to the embassy."
Although they wanted to linger, the moment they saw Yang Xiaoyou bend the iron railing of his hospital bed with a fierce grip, they transformed into obedient students.
At the same time, Yang Xiaoyou sent commands through a secure satellite phone to various branches of Hive Security Company. Although he couldn't personally lead the team at the moment, since the other party had provoked him, it was imperative to deliver a clear counterattack within this timeframe.
Compared to media and public opinion, Hive Security Company was indeed on a different level entirely; however, we also had our own strengths.
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