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Wu Feng and Zhou Zhen exchanged glances and saw a hint of nervousness and excitement in each other’s eyes. They took a deep breath and stepped into the living room of the suite located on the top floor of the most luxurious hotel in the City of Injustice.

The aura that greeted them made their hearts tremble slightly.

Aside from the enigmatic Fang Qingyu.

That Bail Huo... when his gaze swept over, it carried a sense of oppression.

At Fang Qingyu’s gesture.

They sat somewhat tensely at the edge of the sofa, their backs straight.

Fang Qingyu resumed his seat at the main position, his Melted Gold vertical pupils calmly scanning over the two, his voice revealing no emotion: "Do you know my identity?"

He did not deliberately release any aura.

Yet the power contained in his calm gaze made Wu Feng and Zhou Zhen feel as if they were enveloped by an invisible mountain.

Wu Feng immediately stood up, clasped his fists, and bent his body low, his posture extremely humble, yet his tone carried a warrior’s unique candor and excitement: "I can’t be completely sure, but... I have an eighty to ninety percent certainty! I am Wu Feng, once part of the Federal Divine Management Bureau, captain of the third line squad on the Arctic Front! This is my brother who shared life and death with me, Zhou Zhen!"

He took a deep breath, his eyes passionate as he looked at Fang Qingyu: "Captain Fang! In the battle on the Arctic Ice Field, you severed the hand of a Tier Three super-sized Life Ghost, and sliced through Jiang Taixuan! I... I was on the outskirts of the battlefield at the time, witnessing the Shenxiao Dragon Transformation, piercing heaven and earth! That scene... unforgettable for a lifetime!"

He paused, his tone carrying a hint of regret and earnestness: "At that time I wanted to find you, wanted to follow you, but unfortunately... later you suddenly vanished... I inquired in many ways to no avail, and didn’t expect... to meet you here again in this manner."

The brow under Fang Qingyu’s mask moved almost imperceptibly.

In that battle on the Arctic Ice Field, he indeed used Shenxiao Dragon Transformation, causing a huge commotion.

But he didn’t expect that someone could lock onto him and recognize his identity at such a long distance in that environment.

Even more surprisingly, after so long.

Someone came to find him in the City of Injustice because of this.

"With your identity and strength," Fang Qingyu’s voice remained calm, tinged with inquiry, "whether continuing to rise in the Divine Management Bureau, randomly finding a powerful faction in the City of Injustice, or even staying at the front lines, you could prosper. Why... come looking for me? Just because of that battle?"

He asked very directly.

Late-stage and mid-stage Tier Three Martial Saints are top-tier combat power anywhere.

His visible achievement was only the killing of Jiang Taixuan.

Although Jiang Taixuan was strong, Wu Feng himself was a late-stage Tier Three, plus Zhou Zhen, either of them could easily accomplish this task.

This show of loyalty seemed somewhat abrupt.

Wu Feng straightened his back, his gaze candidly meeting Fang Qingyu’s scrutiny, his voice low but extraordinarily clear and powerful:

"Captain Fang, your strength in slaying Jiang Taixuan is not why..."

"What truly made me decide was your willingness to bear such immense pressure to suppress Jiang Taixuan."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yu beside him... felt something within.

In fact, her willingness to keep Dawn’s people following Fang Qingyu.

Was for this reason too.

Why back then it was only Fang Qingyu who discovered them, and saved them.

And allowed them to personally kill their enemy.

He even went to investigate the mastermind behind them, why was it Fang Qingyu and not someone else.

This in itself represents a lot of meaning.

The living room fell silent.

Chu Kuanglan put away his lazy expression, his large copper bell eyes gleaming with sharpness.

Wei Banmeng’s cold eyes had a look of contemplation.

Su Wanqing quietly watched Fang Qingyu, her gaze gentle.

Jiang Wei’s clear red pupils swept over the two, finally resting on Fang Qingyu.

Fang Qingyu was silent for a moment.

He could hear the sincerity in Wu Feng’s words.

But Fang Qingyu had not known them beforehand, so it was impossible to be particularly enthusiastic because of a few words from the two.

After a brief silence.

"Okay."

Fang Qingyu finally spoke, "To be honest, I do need manpower now. If you want to follow, then follow for the time being. In my team, come and go freely, if our paths differ, you may leave at any time, I will not hinder you."

"But! My identity, my whereabouts, everything you see and hear about me... must not be leaked."

The rest of the words went unsaid.

Wu Feng and Zhou Zhen shivered and immediately responded solemnly in unison, "Rest assured, Captain Fang! If even a slight leak occurs, we will come to you with our heads!"

Fang Qingyu nodded slightly, a faint smile appearing on his face, "Just call me Qingzi. That’s what everyone calls me."

He pointed to Chu Kuanglan and the others.

"Alright, Captain Fang."

Wu Feng and Zhou Zhen relaxed inwardly, their faces also showing genuine smiles, as they sat back down.

"You must be participating in the competition, right?" Fang Qingyu asked, "Stay around for now, we’ll discuss the details after the Tier Three competition ends."

"Understood!" the two immediately replied.

Following that, Wu Feng and Zhou Zhen briefly introduced their current situation, both having wanderer status, renting in the City of Injustice.

Fang Qingyu nodded, indicating they could go rest first.

Once the two left their contact information.

And got a room next door and left, the living room calmed down.

Chu Kuanglan, who had remained silent, immediately stood up, rubbing his fists, his large copper bell eyes gleaming with excitement: "Qingzi, those two... should I check?"

Fang Qingyu did not refuse, nodding lightly: "Investigate thoroughly. Especially the reason they left the Divine Management Bureau, and their actions in the City of Injustice over the years."

"Got it!" Chu Kuanglan grinned, "I’ll make sure to find out even how many times they wet the bed as children!"