"Lord Chanelle."
"It has been a long time, Lord Chanelle."
Daniel and the others bowed in unison, their posture respectful.
The small sword Chanelle had once given Daniel had saved his life at a critical moment.
Afterward, Chanelle had repeatedly supported him during headquarters council meetings and had never shown the slightest doubt in him.
Daniel remembered all of these favors in his heart.
"My lord,"
Daniel slowly spoke.
"We returned this time also to discuss matters related to improving our treatment."
Back when he had still been only a demi-sage, he had already obtained treatment equivalent to a peak Divine-grade member.
James and Mosi, meanwhile, had merely been registered members.
Now that all of them had advanced, and he himself had stepped into the Divine Sovereign realm, it was time to redefine the status they deserved.
The Endless Starsea never pitied seniority.
It only recognized strength!
Whoever held heavier authority would have the louder voice.
