Faced with the one-sided situation on the Internet, even though the voice of his own official website was deliberately blocked, He Huan did not panic.
I just couldn't help but think that even though the situation had developed to this point, there was no reaction from Fitz at all.
He Huan couldn't help but ask Qi Peng: "Do you have a signal on your communication?"
"Ah?" Qi Peng was stunned by the question. In the interstellar age, there was no such thing as no signal. However, he still showed his light brain to He Huan. The groups on the first page were all red circles with 999+.
“…” He Huan silently put down his wrist.
Qi Peng looked at his thoughtful face and instantly understood what he meant by this question: "This crisis seems to be beyond our capabilities. Will it be..."
Of course, it is not within the scope of ordinary people's solution.
Although netizens are easily instigated, they are not mindless trolls.
The comments on the entire web seem to be cast in the same mold, even the punctuation marks are not changed, and there are no neutral comments to be seen.
He Huan said calmly: "Don't worry about what's happening online. I can handle it myself."
Based on what Mrs. Gloria said before, it is not difficult to guess the culprit of this cyber violence.
Royal family? Or the Cowherd family that is about to marry Fitz.
"How are you going to deal with this?" Qi Peng was a little angry, but when he thought about the fact that she was pregnant, he softened his tone and said, "You should rest well at home. I will ask someone to check on the situation."
"You still don't trust me?" He Huan smiled at him, but his eyes were cold and firm.
Qi Peng thought about how he had always been able to turn danger into safety every time he was in crisis, as if nothing could stump him, and couldn't help but waver: "Do you really have a way?"
He suddenly realized: "Do you know who the opponent is?"
"You'll know when the time comes." He Huan didn't want to involve Qi Peng in this political dispute.
He had no intention of getting involved with them, but some tactless people took the initiative to find him, so don't blame him for being rude.
…
In a small reception room at the royal banquet.
The atmosphere between Fitz and King Center was tense to the point of a volcanic eruption.
Although the two powerful alphas tried to suppress the collision of pheromones, they still inevitably released a strong pressure that made everyone present dare not even breathe.
Sitting in the corner, Yalian pursed her lips tightly and looked at Fitz with even more burning desire in her eyes.
This man who dared to confront the emperor of the empire was as imposing as a mountain overlooking an abyss and as sharp as a blade, which was impressive.
As long as the royal family announces the engagement tonight, this man will become his own alpha.
Yalian is extremely confident that with a pheromone matching rate of up to 68%, she will definitely make this alpha fall in love with her.
At this moment, Cent grabbed Fitz by the collar, and released all the pheromones in his body to suppress him: "You can't be so presumptuous, you will be engaged to Yalian tomorrow!"
There was no emotion in Fitz's eyes, only suffocating coldness.
He grabbed Senter's wrist and pried his fingers away from his collar one by one.
Senter looked at his son in shock, his cheekbones turning a faint red with anger.
The power that he was so proud of was easily dissolved by Fitz.
What made him even more embarrassed was that Fitz brushed his collar in disdain.
"Father." Fitz stared at Cent and said in a deep voice, "Don't let your actions tarnish these two words."
The two of them had a complete falling out, and Senter was furious: "Someone, arrest this rebellious son!"
Yalian hurried to Fitz and begged, "Fitz, please don't disobey His Majesty again."
He never expected that the situation would develop to an irreversible point. On the one hand, he hated He Huan for using some despicable method to confuse Fitz, and on the other hand, he regretted that he had to use his trump card in advance.
Fitz looked at Yalian expressionlessly, then dodged his outstretched hands by moving sideways.
Yalian's face looked ugly for a moment, but she soon looked at Fitz gently: "Please don't let my relationship with His Majesty affect the father-son relationship. I can wait until you are willing to accept me." As he spoke, he began to release the sweet pheromones of omega, trying to calm Fitz's raging and violent mental power.
The smile on Yalian's lips became more tender. He even imagined Fitz's various expressions of surprise, relief, and obsession after he came into contact with his pheromones.
68% matching degree, the natural attraction between a and o!
Fitz couldn't say no to him!
But none of the expressions he expected from Fitz appeared. He even saw disgust on Fitz's handsome face.
"Hold your pheromones." Fitz frowned and even took two steps back.
Everyone could see clearly that he refused as straightforwardly as if he was avoiding the plague.
Ya Lian's face flushed, and she stared at him in disbelief with her eyes wide open: "How, how is it possible..."
Fitz pinched his eyebrows. For some reason, he felt very uneasy tonight. Not only did it not get better with the passage of time, but it made him feel even more uncomfortable.
Is there something wrong with He Huan
When entering the reception room, Sente asked everyone to turn off their communications in order to prevent this private gathering from being disturbed.
There was still about an hour before the banquet was about to start, so Fitz turned off the communication.
Now, Sente’s strength and the Kaulan family’s unwillingness to give up had to make him wonder whether He Huan had had an accident.
The moment he opened his mailbox and communication records, negative news about He Huan flooded his mailbox and communication records.
He didn't even understand the cause and effect. He just knew that He Huan was pregnant, and then Xu Yihan called.
"Fitz, do you know about He Huan's situation?"
"I'm not sure yet. What's going on?"
Fitz had just said a word when, seeing that he dared to answer the phone despite his ban, Center raised his hand and gestured, asking his two personal guards to take Fitz down.
The two guards saluted and received the order, then bravely charged to Fitz.
In just a moment, Fitz took a step back and leaned his body slightly backward, just avoiding the eagle-claw-like hands of one of the guards.
Fitz then grabbed the guard's hands, clamped them with lightning speed, and twisted them in the opposite direction - click!
The guard was a tough guy. Even after his hands were broken, he just groaned and lowered his head in shame.
Another guard followed closely, but Fitz didn't give him any chance to show his strength. Almost at the same time when the previous guard's arm was broken, Fitz kicked out with his left foot, instantly widening the distance between the two, and then threw the prisoner in his hand over.
Two powerful guards who were famous and capable of serving the king rolled into a ball like sandbags.
The conflict was over in almost two breaths. Outsiders didn't even know what had happened. They just saw the two guards tripping and falling to the ground.
For example, Princess Charlotte, the Duchess, Yalian and others. In the blink of an eye, Fitz beat up two powerful alphas.
"Impossible!" When Senter shouted these three words, even his tone changed.
The two guards were the top two selected from the elite forces of the empire. They could be said to be the strongest among thousands.
Even in his prime, he did not dare to say that he could fight such a strong man alone.
But Fitz...Sent even suspected that there was something wrong with his eyes.
"Good! Well done!" Marshal Xu Xianglei clapped his hands and laughed. His interested look formed a sharp contrast with the solemn expressions of the others present.
Fitz shook his hands, and heard Xu Yihan's question: "Is there something wrong with you?"
"Keep talking!" Fitz didn't take the two people seriously at all, and his attention was quickly focused on Xu Yihan's words.
Cent was about to say something, but when he met Fitz's expression, he was stunned.
Over the years, his son has always been cold, as if all emotions have been stripped away from his body.
Whether it was sad or angry, or happy or joyful, he never lost control.
But now, for the first time, he saw such rich emotional changes on Fitz's face.
His body seemed to be burning with flames. Anyone who tried to get close to him would be burned. The raging fire spread unrestrainedly.
Xu Yihan succinctly told Fitz everything that had happened on the Internet, from He Huan's pregnancy and her arrogant behavior to beating up reporters, to a man named Meng Jing forcing himself to be the father of his child, to everyone insulting He Huan for being indecent.
"All speech on all platforms is controlled, and He Huan is being targeted." Xu Yihan paused and said, "I have investigated, and the manipulator behind the scenes is the Kaolan family."
Fitz's murderous gaze fell on the Cowherd family. The Duke and his wife shivered involuntarily. This glance was like a cold blade placed on their necks. They could even feel the sharp edge of the blade on their skin.
Yalian and his brother Hicks, however, seemed to be seen through and took two steps back in panic.
Could it be that what I just said was about something on the Internet? Did Fitz know about it
Yalian bit her lip and looked at Hicks anxiously.
Hicks held his right hand soothingly and gave him a reassuring look. But what about his inner self? For some reason, an inexplicable feeling of anxiety came over him, as if something terrible was about to happen.
Hicks swallowed and looked at Fitz guiltily, not even noticing the drop of cold sweat sliding down his cheek from his forehead.
But in the end, Fitz did nothing. He just looked at the four people deeply, then quickly walked out of the living room.
Even King Center didn't react, let alone find someone to stop it, and Fitz disappeared from the door in an instant.
Teaching the Kaolan family a lesson is certainly important, but what is more important at this moment is He Huan’s mood.
Fitz wished he could teleport to He Huan's side and hold him in his arms.
Child... When Fitz thought of this word, the anger that had been brewing in the living room was instantly extinguished, and his heart softened.
Before he walked out of the banquet hall, he started to call He Huan. As usual, a cold mechanical voice came from the other end. Fitz smiled bitterly. He forgot that he was still on He Huan's blacklist.
The author has something to say: I finally finished writing 3,000 words, and I have forgotten what I wrote before. I had to read it again, which delayed me some time.
Rehabilitation after a hiatus was really painful, and I finally found the feel for it.