Starforce Warriors-Chapter 473: Falling Petals

Li Xiaofei remained silent. He simply raised his hand, gently pressing down on Tsukiha Yaiba's shoulder, signaling with his eyes for her to kneel again.

"Don’t push your luck." He uttered the words in the calmest tone, delivering them with an air of arrogance.

Tsukiha Yaiba seethed with frustration.

Am I truly the one pushing my luck?

She was not some fickle or promiscuous woman. Even now, she was as pure as untouched jade.

Am I truly so unworthy?

But one had no choice but to lower their head. She knelt once more and continued. Li Xiaofei narrowed his eyes, silently formulating a plan in his mind.

After a while, he reached out, gently stroking Tsukiha Yaiba's sleek, shiny black hair and holding her steady. He delved deeper.

Moments later, he let out a soft, restrained growl. A faint gurgling sound followed before Tsukiha Yaiba wiped the corner of her mouth and stood up.

"Go. I’ll wait for your news," Li Xiaofei said as he buckled his belt.

“There’s no need to wait for my news,” Tsukiha Yaiba replied, licking the corner of her lips and wiping her cheek. “You can take action in half an hour. I want you to kill everyone in the consulate except for me. Leave no survivors.”

“Deal.” Li Xiaofei agreed without a second thought.

After lightly fixing her makeup, Tsukiha Yaiba regained her lofty, aristocratic demeanor. She pushed open the door of the private room and stepped outside.

“Do not disturb the guests inside.” Her tone was as haughty as a pristine white swan untouched by the dust of the world, leaving no trace of the events that had transpired moments ago.

After settling the bill, Tsukiha Yaiba turned elegantly and left the café. She did not return to the consulate. Instead, she vanished down the street.

Inside the private room, Li Xiaofei rested his chin on his hands out of sheer boredom. He gazed silently at the Jiepeng consulate across the street. The afternoon sunlight was warm and languid. Li Xiaofei couldn’t help but yawn.

One luxury hover car after another started to make their way down the street and enter the consulate courtyard. Powerful figures from Jiepeng disembarked and quickly entered the building.

Elite samurai troops were also assembling rapidly. The commotion drew the attention of many onlookers.

“It seems like something big is about to happen.”

“What are the Jiepeng up to?”

“Report this immediately.”

“Keep watching.”

As one of the most influential powers in Haijing City, any movement around the Jiepeng consulate immediately captured the interest of various factions. In an instant, spies from various factions stationed nearby immediately reported the activity.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye. Li Xiaofei stood up and stretched lazily. He pushed open the door of the private room and walked out.

“Sir, is there anything you need?” A waiter approached politely.

Li Xiaofei glanced around the café. His eyes landed on a cluster of flowers near the bar, and an impromptu idea popped into his mind.

Flowers were a luxury in this era. He walked over and carefully selected yellow and white blooms from the arrangement. He meticulously arranged them into a large bouquet, intertwining the two colors thoughtfully. After tidying it up to his satisfaction, he nodded in approval.

“Someone will come to settle the bill,” he said, carrying the bouquet as he headed for the door.

“Have a good day, sir.” The waiter said respectfully, seeing him off at the entrance.

As a distinguished guest of Miss Tsukiha, the man could have smashed up the entire café and the staff wouldn’t have dared to stop him, let alone taking a few flowers.

Still, the waiter found it a little peculiar.

Why did this guest specifically choose yellow and white flowers?

Those two colors together were hardly considered auspicious. Curious, the waiter’s gaze lingered on the man’s retreating figure.

The sunlight was perfect outside. Dressed in an all-white suit, Li Xiaofei seemed strikingly handsome and radiated a commanding presence. With a bouquet of flowers in his hands, he stood out in a way that naturally drew countless gazes.

Amid the honks of passing vehicles, he maintained an unhurried pace as he crossed the street and arrived at the gates of the Jiepeng consulate. His actions immediately caught the attention of the guards.

“Who goes there?”

“Halt and submit to inspection.”

Four Jiepeng guards stepped forward to block his path. But Li Xiaofei didn’t stop and continued walking forward. Strangely, the four guards didn’t intervene further. Instead, they remained silent and stood motionless in place.

Across the street, the waiter from the café witnessed this scene. His eyes widened in shock.

What’s going on?

As someone who was connected to the consulate’s external operations, he was well aware of their strict security protocols. Even if Miss Tsukiha herself were personally escorting someone inside, questioning and inspection were mandatory. There was no way a stranger could simply stroll in as though he were taking a casual walk.

The waiter squinted and focused on the four guards. Suddenly, his eyes widened even further in disbelief.

What is that?!

Thin yellow and white petals were buried in the throats of the four gate guards. Those harmless petals had transformed into lethal weapons that had silently and invisibly claimed the lives of the guards.

Crimson blood trickled down along the veins of the petals, drop by drop.

When did that happen!? When did the handsome young man in the white suit make his move?

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It was well-known that the consulate’s gate guards, all in the Meridian Expanding Realm, were among the elite warriors of the empire. Their reflexes and combat skills far surpassed those of ordinary practitioners at the same level. Yet they had been killed without a sound or struggle.

Moreover, isn’t this young man in the white suit supposed to be a distinguished guest of Miss Tsukiha? Why would he strike against his own allies?

The waiter felt a chill run down his spine. Realizing that something was seriously wrong, he rushed back and pressed a concealed alarm button behind the counter. This should immediately alert his colleagues within the consulate to prepare for an attack.

Afterward, he grabbed his weapons and equipment and quickly left the café. Crossing the street, he stepped into the eerily quiet consulate courtyard. But his heart clenched as though an invisible hand had seized it with an iron grip. There were more than twenty Jiepeng patrol warriors in the courtyard standing frozen just like the four guards at the gate.

They each sported a single yellow or white petal in their throat. The soft, delicate petals seemed to be the calling cards of death itself as they effortlessly took the lives of the empire’s brave warriors.

The waiter felt an icy dread envelop his entire body. He quickened his pace as he ran inside. But what he saw along the way only made his heart pound harder with fear. Every figure he encountered stood motionless. Upon closer inspection, each one had their throat slit by a petal.

Even the consulate's guard captain, Mori Hōraku, an eminent expert at the peak of the Five Spirits Realm, was no exception.

How could this be?!

The waiter grew increasingly alarmed and terrified. He was certain he had activated the silent alarm in the café. The consulate's officials should have been alerted and joined forces to deal with the intruder in the white suit. Yet, there was no sound of fighting.

The waiter hesitated, his fear urging him to turn back. But years of indoctrination in the empire’s martial education gave him a miraculous burst of courage. He suppressed the dread in his heart and charged into the building. But what he saw next made him feel as though he had fallen into an icy abyss.