"The envoys claim they have brought congratulatory gifts and have come specifically to pay a visit to the War Alliance!"
"But judging from that Star Shuttle's posture and its energy fluctuations, their guard is tight. They are definitely not here with good intentions!"
The words of the War Alliance's captain of guards instantly shattered the atmosphere in the hall.
Zhan Jiuxiao whipped around, his voice suddenly sinking, like metal plunging into a Cold Pond; his gaze turned abruptly cold and hard, like shards of starlight.
"They come under the name of a visit, but in truth they are here to probe our reality!"
"The Ancestral Land has been sealed, the core area of the War Alliance is under martial law—an upheaval this great cannot possibly be hidden from those bastards' senses."
