Invincibility Begins with Mastery of Fist Techniques

Chapter 442 - 435: Iron King

"It’s fine. But from what you’re saying, they don’t actually know my true identity either?"

Zhou Yuanjue said, his brow furrowed slightly.

"That was the Chief Commissioner’s decision. Until we reach a genuine agreement, it’s hard for even us to be certain of their exact position. After all, to put it bluntly, they’ve been away from home, living on this land for far too long. We don’t wish to harm anyone, but we must guard against being harmed ourselves."

"However, the Chief Commissioner has already informed them that this envoy is coming to discuss important cooperation. Their lack of response is, to some extent, a statement in itself."

"They are happy to provide us with some assistance, but at the same time, they don’t want to stand completely on our side. Gaining their full support will likely take some effort."

Huang Bin said.

"You said earlier that on this continent, strength commands respect, right?"

"In that case, perhaps they will change their position once they realize their own strength is insufficient to guarantee their safety in this crisis."

Zhou Yuanjue said, his expression calm.

"I am confident you can do it."

A smile appeared on Huang Bin’s face.

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「Kro, West Suburb.」

The headquarters of the Beihai Chinese Merchants Association, Jinzhe Manor, under the banner of Iron King Security.

This massive manor, covering over a thousand square kilometers, was built entirely in the Donghua style. To achieve such a feat in a foreign land was no simple matter.

The entire Jinzhe Manor was, in effect, the headquarters of Iron King Security. Within the Beihai Chinese Merchants Association, Iron King Security held an irreplaceable position.

For the merchants who had crossed oceans to strike it rich on this land, the most pressing issue wasn’t how to make money, but how to conduct business safely.

Without a powerful faction to back them, any enterprise on this continent, whether it was gold mining or trade, was just doing all the work for others to reap the rewards.

One could say that Wang Heng Mountain, who had broken through the limits of the human body, was the true key that bound the various factions of the Beihai Chinese Merchants Association together.

This Saint Awakening, not yet seventy and thus considered part of the new generation, was a man whose word was law.

At this moment, this burly, bearded man, dressed in combat attire with a rugged face, stood atop a Chinese-style pavilion. His deep gaze was fixed on the dense crowd of figures on the plaza of Jinzhe Manor.

"HUP!!"

"HAH!!"

Unified shouts, brimming with power, rose from the plaza.

On the plaza, shirtless men with sturdy muscles repeatedly thrust their hands into basin-like vessels filled with black iron sand.

These men were of all races—yellow, black, and white. They were all members of Iron King Security, and many were even admirers drawn by the Iron King’s reputation.

The Iron Sand Skill, a heritage of ancient Donghua martial arts, was the very Martial Dao that Wang Heng Mountain cultivated.

In a way, Iron King Security was more like a school of martial arts led by Wang Heng Mountain.

"Uncle Wang, Donghua is sending a special envoy this time to discuss deeper cooperation. What are your thoughts on this?"

Inside the pavilion, where exquisite tea and snacks were laid out on a table, a middle-aged man in a sharp suit and gold-rimmed glasses, with a refined and gentle appearance, posed the question to Wang Heng Mountain.

This man was Li Haibo, the heir to his father’s fortune and the current helmsman of Da Xiang Shipping. Unlike the typical rich scion, he didn’t waste his time on debauchery. On the contrary, he was shrewd and capable, and had taken Da Xiang Shipping to even greater heights.

"Something has happened to the Hunting Mark Organization, and the international situation is in chaos. It seems the higher-ups in Donghua want to use this chance to meddle in the affairs of the Black Continent’s Dark World. Deeper cooperation? I think they want to conscript us and have us at their beck and call. While we’re willing to stay on good terms and make some concessions, we cannot waver on fundamental issues."

A thin old man on the other side spoke up. This was Zheng Hang, the head of Jinwu Mining. Within the entire Beihai Chinese Business Association, he was second to none when it came to wealth.

"We are all Descendants of Donghua, after all. Blood is thicker than water."

Wang Heng Mountain said faintly, his powerful voice resonating through the pavilion. He slowly turned around, his face as youthful as a man in his early thirties.

"You mean... you want to pursue deeper cooperation?"

Zheng Hang said, raising an eyebrow.

"The situation this time is a bit complicated."

"Dela of the Hunting Mark Organization is seriously injured, and the Desolation Organization seems to have reached some sort of agreement with the Baiyi Organization. Right now, the whole Black Continent appears calm, but there are surging undercurrents. Combined with the current international climate, I’m afraid the Black Continent is about to descend into chaos. I can’t be sure how chaotic it will get. All in all, I have a bad feeling."

Wang Heng Mountain said, shaking his head.

"The situation in the Black Continent isn’t like other parts of the world. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say it’s a land of rival warlords. Besides, with your strength, even if the Black Continent truly faces upheaval, you can still protect the entire Beihai Chinese Merchants Association."

Li Haibo said with a smile. This wasn’t just empty flattery; he spoke from the heart.

He was keenly aware of Wang Heng Mountain’s power, which is why he held such a belief.

’This man is a Superhuman, perhaps even a God.’

At least, that was what he believed.

"Haibo has a point. We all have great confidence in your strength. With you here, why should we have to live under someone else’s thumb, at their beck and call? Limited cooperation is fine, of course, but anything that touches our foundation requires careful consideration."

Zheng Hang nodded in agreement.

"Let’s hear them out."

Wang Heng Mountain remained noncommittal about their words.

TAP TAP TAP!!

Just then, the sound of footsteps came from below the pavilion. A member of Iron King Security came up and said to Wang Heng Mountain, "Master, Huang Bin has arrived with the special envoy from Donghua."

"Show them up."

Wang Heng Mountain said to the staff member, his face calm.

The staff member nodded and turned to leave. Soon, another set of footsteps echoed up to the pavilion as the same staff member led two people up.

One of them was very familiar to everyone present: Huang Bin.

The other person, however, was dressed in simple casual clothes. With his fair skin and slender build, he looked like a completely ordinary young man. No one present felt the slightest aura of a powerful expert from him.

’This is the special envoy sent by Donghua?’

Li Haibo and Zheng Hang exchanged a look, both seeing the confusion in the other’s eyes, and frowned slightly.