137: lead the way

Yonghong Divine Court—Tianqi Imperial Court—Sixth Star River.

Chezhou Star.

Starry Sky Martial Arts Company Branch Building.

Dozens of figures sat on either side of a long table, talking softly.

"I didn't expect another King Rank Star Patrol Envoy to come so soon."

"It should be another Star Level Prodigy randomly assigned like that Yellow Star Envoy."

"Sigh."

"Star Level..."

"I wonder if they can beat that madman from the Military Alliance."

"What's the use even if they can?"

"The key is still those two freaks."

"Without those two in these few star rivers, would the Military Alliance and Supreme Academy here dare to be so arrogant?"

"It's said that Star Envoy Yi joined forces with people from the Starry Sky Bank and the Mercenary Alliance a while ago, but was still wounded."

"You heard about that too?"

"I also know that their Guard Teams fought with real fury back then, and several stars with no signs of life were forcibly shattered."

"If the Imperial Rank Area Guardian Envoys of the five major powers hadn't arrived, they probably all would have been punished by the Ancestral Court."

"Punishment?"

"In this kind of situation, those two wouldn't be punished at all, okay?"

"It's too hard!"

"How could we run into a clash between Domain Level Prodigies!"

"Where are the Domain Levels of our Starry Sky Martial Arts Company?"

"It's already like this, why haven't they come yet!"

"Who knows?"

"Maybe they haven't grown up yet."

"After all, those two are both at the Venerable Rank."

"I don't know how much longer we'll have to endure these days."

"Our earnings over the past few years have been getting worse and worse; geniuses just treat the Starry Sky Battle Net as a tool, and once they're done using it, they run off to other factions."

"Just wait."

"If we don't have a Domain Level Venerable Rank Star Patrol Envoy coming, we'll have to wait at least until those two freaks become Imperial Rank and leave."

"If they don't leave and keep fighting to the death..."

Under the oppressive atmosphere, the voices in the conference hall grew lower and lower until they fell into silence.

No one knew how much time had passed.

"Beep beep..."

The sound of the door opening rang softly.

Everyone looked up at the same time.

Accompanied by the sound of dense footsteps, a short-haired Youth in Black martial attire walked in first, followed by a hundred-man team also dressed in black.

Whoa!

Everyone's eyes narrowed slightly.

This newly arrived Star Patrol Envoy certainly put on quite a show.

But it only caused a tiny ripple in their hearts.

After all, they knew very well that Prodigies all had Guard Teams.

If you have one, others will too.

So it wasn't much of an advantage.

"Greetings, Star Envoy Lin!"

Lin Yan walked straight to the main seat at the top and sat down, his star-like eyes slowly scanning the dozens of figures standing respectfully in two rows.

"Sit."

"I won't waste words."

"I'm aware of the situation here."

"There's only one purpose for calling you here."

"I heard that the Military Alliance snatched a Spirit Medicine from us in a Blessed Land on this star a while ago and even wounded our people."

"Is that true?"

The many managers on both sides looked at each other, a trace of suspicion and surprise flashing in their eyes.

What does this Star Envoy Lin mean?

Holding them accountable?

Their gazes simultaneously turned toward an old man sitting near the top on the left side.

Seeing this, Lin Yan's gaze shifted over, the meaning being self-evident.

Facing this gaze.

Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of Zhu Ling, the manager of Chezhou Star.

He spoke tremblingly.

"Star Envoy Lin... there... indeed was such an... incident."

"At that time..."

Just then.

A voice tinged with anger sounded from Lin Yan's left.

"Star Envoy Lin!"

"I don't understand why you're asking this as soon as you arrive."

"But if you want to blame Elder Zhu, I'll be the first to disagree!"

Lin Yan raised an eyebrow and turned to look at the quite attractive woman who had stood up.

"You said you're clear about the situation here."

"Then you naturally understand our plight!"

"We've endured that madman from the Military Alliance bringing people to the branch to cause trouble time and again."

"But that day at the Blessed Land, we couldn't endure it anymore!"

"They not only started the fight by ganging up on Elder Zhu but also insulted the Company."

"Yellow Star Envoy and so many of our brothers were present; not one of us was a coward."

"In the end, our skills were inferior, so we have nothing to say."

As her voice fell.

Many figures in the conference hall stood up simultaneously, their faces filled with indignation.

"Star Envoy Lin."

"If you want to punish Elder Zhu, then punish us all together."

"That's right!"

"That time at the Blessed Land was purely a plot by that madman from the Military Alliance."

"He knew that Yellow Star Envoy and all of us would be coming for the monthly tribute, so he deliberately lured us there."

Lin Yan scanned the many indignant faces and looked with interest at the woman staring straight at him.

"What's your name?"

"Manager of Wubu Star, Sang Qian!" the woman answered without fear.

Lin Yan nodded slightly and stood up, walking toward the door.

"Sang Qian."

"You lead the way."

Everyone, who was still prepared to make more indignant speeches, was momentarily stunned.

Lead the way?

Where to?

Sang Qian's eyes were filled with confusion, and she was about to ask.

"The Military Alliance base."

The voice of the youth whose figure had disappeared came from the conference hall entrance... inside a luxury motorcade driving on the roads of the main city of Chezhou Star.

The composure Sang Qian had shown in the conference hall a few minutes ago was gone from her fairly pretty face, replaced by worry.

From time to time, she looked at the Youth in Black resting with his eyes closed beside her, hesitating to speak.

"Star Envoy Lin..." She finally couldn't help but speak, her voice full of hesitation and uncertainty, "Are we really going there directly?"

Lin Yan slowly opened his eyes, his gaze as calm as a deep pool.

"Otherwise?"

Sang Qian fell silent.

She really couldn't tell what this newly arrived Star Envoy wanted to do.

In the conference hall, she thought he was holding them accountable, but after a few words, he directly told her to lead the way—and straight to the Military Alliance base that they couldn't avoid fast enough.

This wasn't holding them accountable; this was clearly going to settle a score.

The problem was, wasn't it too rushed?

Shouldn't he understand the situation first?

She glanced at Fu Ying, who was looking straight ahead in the passenger seat.

Was it because he himself was truly confident? Or was this Prodigy Lin Yan's Guard Team captain very strong?

But there was no need for that!

She knew very well that Guard Teams were not allowed to intervene at will in the peer competition between Prodigies.

Not just her.

Fu Ying, who had been glanced at by Sang Qian, wasn't feeling much better at this moment.

"Yan Zijin, a Star Level Prodigy of the Military Alliance, with a cultivation at the Peak of the Fifth-grade King Rank."

"Your Highness, who has already learned about the situation here in detail on the way, should be aware!"

"So why pull that stunt in the conference hall?"

"Does he want the Guard Team to act directly? To help him establish authority?"

"Fu Ying's eyes flickered."

"Then he would just have to sacrifice one member and compensate them afterward."

"Having decided on this strategy, for some reason, he had another faint premonition."

"Judging from Your Highness's performance on the Warship, this wasn't his style of doing things."

"Was Your Highness confident himself?"

"He suddenly had the overstepping thought of wanting to check Lin Yan's cultivation."

"No."

"Fu Ying immediately killed that thought."

"Since it was overstepping, it must not be done."