A lingering sense of heaviness settled into his Sea of Consciousness.
While it didn't affect his combat ability, the feeling was like carrying an invisible burden on his back.
'It seems that bearing such a powerful minion is also a burden on my own Spirit.'
'Indeed, true power must be forged from within.'
'If I want to command more and stronger minions, my own power is the foundation.'
...
「Yanjing. Firewood Martial Hall headquarters conference room.」
Now that the dust had settled.
Lv Yongze slowly rose from the head of the table.
Just then, a staff member rushed in, his expression panicked. He was moving so quickly he nearly tripped over the threshold.
"Imperial Envoy Lv, Mr. Xiao!"
"Regarding the competition settlement, I need to ask for your instructions!"
"If we finalize the results right now based on the system's real-time scoreboard... our Firewood Martial Hall..."
