89: Chapter 89 Accusing someone of wrongdoing? Official ban.

War Soul Mad Blade stood in the respawn area, his face ashen and his fists clenching with a series of cracks.

Before the tournament, he had boasted that they would take the championship.

Instead, they were ruthlessly crushed by a solo player team in the quarterfinals.

Worse, he had been counter-killed while his opponent was at sliver-health, right in front of every player in the server.

The world channel was still being flooded with messages.

"solo players crushed a top-tier guild!"

"The War Soul Alliance has lost all its face!"

"Little Archon Lin Chen just gave the solo player team a 20% drop rate reward, so awesome!"

Every single message felt like a slap across his face.

War Soul Mad Blade snapped his head up, glaring at the Luofeng Freelancer Team who were being cheered on by players outside the arena; his eyes were so dark they seemed to drip with malice.

"There's no way they could have won so unnaturally."

"There's definitely something wrong."

He turned around, logged off, and contacted the guild's high-level management.

In less than half an hour, the Guild Leader of the War Soul Alliance, [Tyrant Blade Peerless], personally led two core members and stormed into the official operations' temporary office area.

The door burst open, and the water Zhou Ming had just taken a sip of almost sprayed out of his mouth.

"What's wrong with you guys now?"

Tyrant Blade Peerless had a terrible expression as he slammed a battle report onto the table with a loud thwack.

"We're filing a complaint!"

"The buffs on that solo player team from Falling Maple are abnormal. Their critical hit frequency is ridiculous, and their Agility is off the charts!"

"This is an illegal hack!"

"The officials must disqualify them immediately!"

Zhou Ming's eyelid twitched violently.

Again?

Investigating Falling Maple again?

He got a headache just hearing those two words now.

Seeing that he wasn't speaking, Tyrant Blade Peerless's voice became even more aggressive.

"Is your official team showing favoritism toward Luofeng Village?"

"If you don't give us an explanation, our War Soul Alliance will lead the entire guild to quit the game!"

"When the league's popularity collapses, you'll be the ones responsible!"

Zhou Ming almost laughed out of anger.

Quit the game?

It was one thing to use that to threaten others.

But to use it to threaten the current officials?

He truly didn't know that what the officials feared most right now wasn't guilds quitting the game.

It was Lin Zhe being unhappy.

Zhou Ming suppressed his temper and directly pulled up the league's back-end data.

Hum—

A blue-gold light screen spread out across the office.

"See for yourself."

"Every source of the Luofeng Freelancer Team's bonuses is crystal clear."

On the light screen, lines of data flashed by rapidly.

[Luofeng Village Area Bonus: Legal]

[Natural Blessing Bonus: Legal]

[Elf-Type Environmental Agility Correction: Legal]

[Field Determination within League Rules: Legal]

[Post-match Reward Buff: Effective after battle, does not affect this match's result]

The final line was even highlighted in bright red.

[Reviewer: Lin Chen]

Zhou Ming took a deep breath, his voice dropping low.

"These buffs are all within the scope of the rules and authority."

"There are no hacks, and no violations."

"They won because of teamwork, Luofeng Village's local rule buffs, and their own hard work."

"If you can't handle losing, then don't play in the league."

Tyrant Blade Peerless's expression stiffened.

But he was completely unconvinced.

"Within the scope of the rules?"

"Rules reviewed by an NPC count as official rules?"

"You are just showing favoritism!"

"If you don't disqualify them today, I'll go to the world channel right now and expose how the officials and Falling Maple are working together to scam players!"

Hearing this, Zhou Ming's face darkened completely.

Giving him face, yet he didn't want it.

What he hated most right now was people using the world channel to stir up trouble.

Especially at a critical time like this.

In the next second, Tyrant Blade Peerless had already opened the world channel and started ranting.

"War Soul Alliance is filing a formal complaint! The Luofeng Freelancer Team won using illegal buffs, and the officials are intentionally covering it up!"

"The league is unfair! War Soul Alliance demands a rematch!"

"If the officials don't give an explanation, it's a fix!"

As soon as the message was sent, the world channel instantly exploded.

"Again?"

"Can't handle losing, so you call it a fix?"

"Weren't the back-end data just thrown in your face?"

"The War Soul Alliance is truly thick-skinned!"

Zhou Ming's eyes twitched. He couldn't be bothered to waste any more words and raised his hand to open the operational punishment panel.

"You want to make a scene?"

"Fine."

"Then we'll go by the league rules."

He slammed his hand down.

Hum—

A server-wide announcement suddenly popped up in everyone's faces.

[Server-wide Announcement: The Guild Leader of the War Soul Alliance and its members have maliciously slandered the league rules, filed false accusations against participating teams, and publicly disrupted the order of the tournament.]

[The punishments are as follows:]

[1: Disqualification of all War Soul Alliance teams from this league.]

[2: Permanent ban of the War Soul Alliance from participating in any official events.]

[3: Effective immediately.]

The entire Luofeng Village went silent for a moment.

The next second, it erupted in laughter.

"Holy crap! The officials actually did it!"

"A permanent ban from official events?"

"They've really done it now!"

In front of the live-stream screens, player comments were flying across.

"Trying to gain an advantage but ending up worse off!"

"Reporting others falsely and getting themselves erased!"

"I'm dying of laughter, the War Soul Alliance just sent themselves packing!"

Tyrant Blade Peerless stared at the crimson notification before him, completely stunned.

"Permanent ban?"

"Zhou Ming! Are you crazy?!"

Zhou Ming looked at him with a cold face.

"You're the one who's crazy."

"The league rules were reviewed and approved by Lin Chen."

"You shout 'hacks' this and 'fix' that. Are you slapping the officials' faces, or Luofeng Village's face?"

"I'm telling you, the back-end data proves everything is legal. If you continue to cause trouble, then that's malicious agitation."

"You deserve the ban!"

Tyrant Blade Peerless was truly panicked now.

He could endure missing this league.

But a permanent ban from any official events was more than just a minor injury.

This was crushing the War Soul Alliance to death.

From now on, cross-server wars, limited-time dungeons, festival events, and official benefits—they would have no part in any of it.

How could the guild survive?

The faces of the two core members turned pale.

"Guild Leader, stop making a scene!"

"This punishment is too heavy!"

Tyrant Blade Peerless gritted his teeth, sweat forming on his forehead, and finally lowered his head.

"Manager Zhou, can you... show some leniency?"

Zhou Ming sneered.

"Don't beg me."

"I don't have the final say in this."

"If you really want to resolve this, go apologize in Luofeng Village yourself."

"See if Lin Chen is willing to soften his stance."

An hour later.

Tyrant Blade Peerless appeared below the earthen slope of Luofeng Village with three large chests full of gifts, his expression stiff.

The surrounding players recognized him at a glance.

"Yo, isn't this the War Soul Alliance Guild Leader?"

"Didn't he just go to file a false report?"

"Why is he here giving gifts now?"

The world channel was even more of a laughingstock.

"The War Soul Alliance Guild Leader is here to kowtow!"

"Even the officials didn't dare to investigate Falling Maple's rules, yet he dared to touch them. So brave!"

Lin Chen was sitting in Lin Zhe's lap holding a dragon egg. When he saw Tyrant Blade Peerless, his little face hardened.

"What are you here for?"

Tyrant Blade Peerless's face twitched, but in the end, he braced himself and gave a deep bow.

"Little Archon Lin Chen, I was foolish today."

"War Soul Alliance accepts the punishment."

"I shouldn't have slandered the solo player team, and I shouldn't have questioned the league rules."

"I beg you to show mercy and give the War Soul Alliance a way to survive."

After speaking, he maintained his bowing posture, not daring to look up.

Lin Chen ignored him.

None of the surrounding players spoke up for him either.

He had been incredibly arrogant when he was stirring up trouble on the world channel earlier.

Now he knew fear?

Too late.

Time ticked by.

Five minutes.

Ten minutes.

Twenty minutes.

Tyrant Blade Peerless's back was completely soaked, and his legs began to shake, yet he still didn't dare to move.

The surrounding players had long since been laughing hysterically.

"Keep bowing!"

"Is this all the sincerity you have?"

"Weren't you very tough just now, Great Guild Leader?"

The comments were also flying wildly across the live-stream screens.

"War Soul Alliance tried to be clever and got burned!"

"Hilarious, he reported someone falsely and turned himself into a bowing machine!"

"If he bows for another half hour, I'll give him a like!"

A full half hour passed.

Only then did Lin Chen slowly swing his little feet.

"Do you know you were wrong?"

Tyrant Blade Peerless's voice was hoarse.

"I know."

"Will you file false reports in the future?"

"I wouldn't dare."

"Will you still say our rules are hacks?"

"Never again!"

Only then did Lin Chen huff and wave his small hand.

Hum—

A golden light descended.

[Punishment Adjustment: Lifting the 'Permanent Ban from Official Events' for War Soul Alliance]

[Retained Punishment: Disqualification of all War Soul Alliance teams from this league.]

The announcement popped up simultaneously.

[Server-wide Announcement: Following the public apology of the War Soul Alliance Guild Leader, the original permanent ban has been adjusted to: Disqualification from this league only.]

Tyrant Blade Peerless visibly let out a huge sigh of relief.

Being banned from only this session meant they could still survive.

However, any prestige he had was completely gone.

The surrounding players weren't polite at all, and their laughter grew even louder.

"Serves you right!"

"Stay out of this session and just watch others take the championship!"

"The War Soul Alliance Guild Leader personally demonstrated what it means to be too clever for one's own good!"

Lin Zhe leaned against the maple tree, not saying a word from beginning to end.

He just watched Tyrant Blade Peerless below, who had bent his waist for half a day just to barely save his guild's eligibility for events, his expression indifferent.

The officials didn't dare touch Falling Maple's rules.

Even if a top-tier guild tried, they still had to bow their heads.

In the league's main arena not far away, a new round of battle light screens began to rise.