Chapter 601: Sincerity

Qin Ye opened his eyes and scanned his surroundings.

Whoosh… A majestic, scarlet robe soon fell to the ground.

A jade belt ran around his waist, with the exquisite designs of a dragon’s head carved directly onto the belt buckle. A fine crown inlaid with precious pearls rested on his head, and adorned with two striking jewels carved in the shape of the Harken on the left, and the xiezhi unicorn on the right. Every bit of the crown could be described as a brilliant piece of art.

Wang Chenghao, Oda Nobutada, Ryu Changmin and Kwon Kyung-ho appeared around him as soon as the Yin energy vanished. At once, they stared at Qin Ye with great astonishment.

Qin Ye closed his eyes and sensed his abilities for a moment, and then nodded softly, “I think so.”

“You’ve actually succeeded.” Oda Nobutada looked at Qin Ye with great excitement. He was clearly more powerful than a particular one-tailed colleague of his. And it was precisely because of his acute senses that he could tell how… Qin Ye’s appearance was clearly different.

In fact, it wasn’t wrong to suggest that his being was akin to the embodiment of Hell.

Yin spirit beyond the ranks of Infernal Judges had no permanent form to their body! This was one of the fundamental reasons why history had never been able to record the appearances of such powerful Yin spirits.

It was precisely because they had no true form.

“Heartiest congratulations to Lord Qin for your ascension to an Abyssal Prefect!!” Oda Nobutada exclaimed with unbridled excitement as he bowed deeply to Qin Ye.

Qin Ye smiled. He could clearly sense the power welling up from within. And along with that, came confidence.

“It’s been two days since Marquis Zhong breached the bottleneck.” Strangely, it wasn’t Wang Chenghao or Oda Nobutada who answered Qin Ye’s query. Rather, it was another hoarse voice that came from right behind him. A moment later, the door to Room 402 opened with a bang, and a magnificent carriage rolled in.

It was still the same carriage as when they had first met. There was still the same skeleton coachman, the same skeletal war horses, and the same gorgeous, gothic carriage he had seen in the past. The difference this time was the fact that the body of the carriage clearly bore Rumyantsev’s clan emblem this time. It was the emblem of a grizzly bear surrounded by ribbons on a white background. One word was emblazoned with golden Russian words - Pyotr.

Pyotr Alexandrovich Rumyantsev-Zadunaisky.

In their eyes, the world had suddenly turned completely monochromatic in colour. All ambient noise had faded away, and the only sounds that they heard were the stifling sounds of the horses’ hooves clopping away as it dragged Rumyantsev’s carriage forward. Each sound pounded hard on their souls with unbearable force!

Just then, Qin Ye stepped forward and stood right in front of the other four. At once, all of these illusions vanished into thin air, and they discovered to their surprise that the carriage had already stopped 10 meters in front of them.

That feeling just now… felt no different from falling straight into the abyss of the underworld. It’s almost like the source of all nightmares.

Dead silence. Seconds later, the coachman jumped off the carriage and respectfully opened the door to the carriage. A swanky leather boot stepped out onto the ground. Rumyantsev had already transformed back into his human form, and he walked out of the carriage with great decorum and dignity.

The warmth in his attitude was completely dissonant from the manner in which he had been treating the Emissaries of Hell just a few days ago when they were just tearing at each other’s throats.

International politics could be described as two men dining at the dinner table. Under the cover of the tablecloth, both men would be kicking wildly at each other, desperately trying to gain the upper hand, but outwardly, they would appear to be seated elegantly, pouring champagne and reminiscing about the good old times when they had both first met.

It suits my taste well!

The veins on Rumyantsev’s forehead instantly bulged and throbbed. However, he still managed to maintain the same cordial smile on his face like a well-oiled machine.

Unfortunately, a loss was a loss, and a loser had to be able to lose graciously, because… he was dealing with a top underworld of the netherworld after all!

“It was my honor to have been involved in the process.” Rumyantsev bowed gracefully once more. He was faultlessly complying with the strictest rules of etiquette, “The Russian Underworld has no intention of straining relations with Hell. In order to clear the air and consolidate the friendship between the Russian Underworld and Hell, we’ve specially prepared a sumptuous banquet reception for you. I wonder if… Marquis Zhong would be available at midnight, in exactly one week’s time?”

Such phrasing. Such mannerism of speech.

“We?” Fortunately, they were now dealing with each other on terms that Qin Ye was most comfortable with, “Liu Yu?”

“If you think that trespassing on the lands of a vassal state and staging a coup is merely a misunderstanding, I wouldn’t mind passing on that message to the King Yanluo of Hell.” Qin Ye responded coldly.

𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Rumyantsev took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart. What blunt contempt… We’ve always been the ones dishing it out to other lesser underworlds around us. Yet… to think that we would one day be given a taste of our own medicine, and by a top underworld no less!

Regardless, you’ve won. I’ll admit you’ve got all the right to claim whatever spoils of war you desire.

Rumyantsev maintained a humble gesture. He couldn’t afford to make any more mistakes. Thus, he held his tongue and made a simple inviting gesture.

The awkward situation was so humiliating it was painful to watch. Rumyantsev gnashed his teeth in pain. Such condescension made his life feel even worse than death itself!

For the next 20 seconds, he maintained the exact same posture. It was similar to how he had invited Qin Ye up onto his carriage just a little while ago, yet his attitude was worlds apart from before. Qin Ye finally shook his sleeves and placidly asked, “Address.”

“We eagerly await your presence.”

As the carriage drove farther and farther away, his expression grew colder and colder. Then, as soon as the iron doors to Room 402 shut once more, the entire carriage exploded with a bang, and half of the carriage was instantly reduced to ashes.

“Blasted Hell! Screw you and your international standing!!”

“Damn it!! Wastrels!”

“My Lord, are you going?” Oda Nobutada asked with great reservation.

“Aren’t you afraid--...”

“Besides…” He licked his lips excitedly, “Isn’t this the best time to be scavenging for the spoils of war?”

The four other ghosts glanced at each other blankly. None of them were quite on the same wavelength as Qin Ye.

“Don’t worry, I can assure you that over the next few days, we’ll be treated as gods of the Hanyang Underworld. The defeated must lose graciously. Besides…”

Everyone stared at Qin Ye as though they had just seen a ghost.

“By spoils of war… are you actually referring to… them?!”