God of Tricksters

Unlike Theo's friends or allies, there were countries that had treated Theo poorly.

The biggest one was none other than China.

They once again prepared a huge meeting for all leaders in the country, preparing to discuss their actions toward Theo.

The first one to attend was a middle-aged man with a muscular body. He had a pair of sharp eyes that seemed to be able to look through all people.

He was one of the four Transcendent Mythical Rank Experts in this country, ranked 95th in the world, Zhou Yu.

"Oh? Isn't this the Zhou Family from Shanxi, Zhou Yu?" A feminine voice echoed in the room as a lady entered the room after him. She had long black hair and a mature expression that could charm people. Her gaze was said to be so powerful that it could leave people in a trance.

The man glanced back. "Han Family, Han Xinya. You rarely make your appearance."

"The matter is simply too great, so I have to attend this meeting personally." She shrugged. "Where are the rest?"

"It seems that we're here first."

"No. I just came back." An old man returned to his seat as soon as he said those words.

"Oh my, Elder Cheng Pu. It's truly great that you are still healthy." Han Xinya smiled and immediately greeted the old man.

"Xinya? It's truly been a while." Cheng Pu nodded with a serious expression. "To think that there's a need for this old bone to return."

"It seems that they're assembling everyone here. Old Cheng, do you know something about this meeting?" Zhou Yu asked.

"Obviously, it's gonna be Theodore Griffith. Someone at our level that can produce a clone of the same level." Han Xinya smiled sweetly as if she was interested in this name.

"I am here just to fix my son's mistake. If only he was more strict with his opinion." Cheng Up snorted and sat down in his seat.

"It seems that everyone has arrived." A cold voice filled the room as all of them turned around and saw a group of people. They were the ministers and all personnel that would be involved in this meeting. And the ones leading them were a middle-aged man and a young woman.

The young woman had long brown hair tied into a horse tail. She wore glasses, but her gaze was so sharp that they could feel cold from it. She was the last Transcendent Mythical Rank Expert, ranked 51st, Zhao Jia.

Meanwhile, the middle-aged man was none other than the current president of China, Ma Yijun.

Everyone immediately fell silent when he entered as all people took their respective seats. As expected, the four Transcendent Level Mythical Rank Experts were in the very front.

They were staring at the president, who sat on the edge of a big oval table.

"Then, let's start." Zhao Jia stood up as she prepared her presentation.

But Ma Yijun stopped her and said, "Not yet."

"!!!" Cheng Pu, the most senior among the people, instantly understood the hidden meaning behind those two words. "Is he coming?"

"He?" The rest finally connected the missing part and realized the 'he' in his mouth.

But before they could say anything, a voice entered the room, followed by an extraordinary pressure that forced them to kneel.

"I am here."

"!!!" Cheng Pu, Zhao Jia, Zhou Yu, and Han Xinya immediately covered their bodies with their own power.

Meanwhile, the rest of the people felt immense pressure that pushed their bodies and heads down.

"This is…"

"Kh."

"This power?"

Everyone was shocked. Some weaker ones had fallen to the ground, kneeling. Some still managed to resist, but they couldn't keep their heads up.

They were looking at the door as a figure gradually walked into the room. He looked like a young man in his early twenties, but his body seemed to be naturally releasing an aura that forced anyone to bow down to him.

"To think the brat from back then has gotten this strong." Cheng Pu smirked as he was the boldest one among these people.

The young man noticed him and smiled. "Old Cheng. How are you?"

"I'm great because of you now. So, care to shut this up?" Cheng pointed at the ceiling, but he was indicating the pressure from above.

"Ah, it is my natural charm, I guess." He smiled.

As if not liking his response, Zhao Jia stroked the air with her two fingers as golden trigrams appeared on the floor. In an instant, the pressure disappeared.

Noticing this power, the man turned to Zhao Jia, who stopped the pressure before making a cheeky smile. "Jia Jia."

"Please conduct yourself appropriately." Zhao Jia glared at him. "And call me Zhao Jia."

"Hoho, it seems that little Jia Jia is angry. Fine, fine." His previous serious expression soon disappeared, leaving behind the cheerful and nonchalant atmosphere.

Even so, he was still walking to the opposite side of the room and sat down across from the president, Ma Yijun, showing that they had equal status.

Even though the room was silent, the people were staring at this young man, finally recognizing his status and identity.

'So, he is the second strongest person in the world, Feng Hao.'

'Such a powerful pressure and he doesn't even release all his strength…'

'As expected from the one who is blessed by the Heavenly Sovereign, Fu Xi.'

'He is the strongest person in this country.'

Despite people's gazes, Feng Hao smiled nonchalantly and looked at Zhao Jia. "It seems that Jia Jia is going to lead the meeting. Good luck."

"If you didn't interrupt us with your farce, we would have started. And stop calling me by my nickname." Zhao Jia's eyebrows twitched, but she still maintained her cold face.

"Fine." Feng Hao smirked. "Jia Jia!"

Zhao Jia gritted her teeth and waved her hand, summoning a few trigrams underneath Feng Hao.

But before anything happened, Cheng Pu slammed the table to stop them. He glared at both of them and said, "Can we start? Are you going to make this old bone waste more time here?"

Feng Hao immediately raised both hands since Cheng Pu had spoken. Zhao Jia also closed her eyes to calm her down before stating.

"This meeting is about Theodore Griffith. In this meeting, we're going to decide how we kill Theodore Griffith."