This journey hasn’t been easy!

Constantly under suspicion, investigated repeatedly, they never trusted me completely, step by step leading to now.

Yin Shen Palace knows every move clearly!

More than anyone, they understand that Yemo reaching here today is truly a miracle!

He immediately forwarded Fang Che’s report unchanged to Yan Nan.

"Vice Sect Master, this is the latest report from Yemo, and he’s still waiting for a reply. The kid is feeling uncertain, hoping Vice Sect Master can clarify."

Yin Shen Palace was quite pleased when sending this message.

He knew Yan Nan would be absolutely satisfied this time!

So... well, letting Vice Sect Master Yan showcase some wisdom is what he needs to do.

Yan Nan received the message and read it carefully.

A smile instantly appeared on his face.

"It’s done!"

"This time, it’s really done!"

"I knew it, such a peerless talent, can you, Dongfang Sansan, really hold back from using it? It didn’t surprise me at all. You still have a plan!"

"No wonder you sent Yan Wuzui personally to host Wenxin Road. Dongfang Sansan, you indeed have a comprehensive plan!"

"This is clearly the talent squad you’ve meticulously gathered and prepared to nurture!"

"You even placed it in the Southeast... You’re using Feng Yun as a sharpening stone? Even the opponents you’ve chosen are flawless."

Yan Nan snorted, pondering the true intentions of Dongfang Sansan, which passed through his mind like clear water flowing by.

Nothing obscure!

Nothing incomprehensible.

"Yemo is simply too caught up to see the situation."

"But this genius setup, no information got out. If Yemo wasn’t selected, I wouldn’t know a seemingly ordinary patrol squad is Dongfang Sansan’s future master plan."

Yan Nan recalled all the intel, realizing he had no impression of this, and felt a bit surprised.

"Certainly worthy of Dongfang Strategist. It’s truly cunning... Unfortunately, you picked the wrong person, you included one of mine, hahaha..."

Yan Nan was smug.

From such a configuration, a dedicated drop-in, a secret formation, you know Dongfang Sansan’s expectations for this team are high.

Even the Guardian Headquarters doesn’t know!

Extremely cautious.

"Hmph hmph hmph..."

Yan Nan chuckled coldly and sent a message to Yin Shen Palace: "Tell Yemo not to worry, perform well, it’s a good thing."

"Give it your all, being the leader would be best!"

"Let Yemo develop independently, if unnecessary, don’t contact the sect, it’s a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him."

Yin Shen Palace knew the intention: "I obey."

Yan Nan advised, "Take care, don’t make any rash moves. Those crude mistakes from before have barely sorted out. It’s unacceptable for them to happen again."

Yin Shen Palace was taken aback.

Sure enough, he got reprimanded again.

"I obey."

"Go ahead."

Yin Shen Palace immediately sent a message to Fang Che: "This is a good thing. What are you afraid of? What are you worrying about? Why are you feeling guilty when no one suspects you anymore?"

"Don’t doubt yourself. You are the Guardian!"

"Martial Arts is a competition, you must strive for the leader position!"

"Don’t contact unnecessarily, don’t act like an immature child!"

Sent it.

Yin Shen Palace hummed a tune, with hands behind his back, carrying two jars of wine to find Mu Lin Yuan.

He couldn’t sleep without chatting with someone.

"Sect Hierarch? In such good spirits?"

Mu Lin Yuan froze.

"Alas, feeling miserable."

Yin Shen Palace sighed, "I feel like I’ve become the Vice Sect Master’s mouthpiece... so I came to find you for some dreary drinking."

Suddenly smelled a strong pungent aroma!

Mu Lin Yuan’s face stiffened, wanting to close the door immediately.

It’s purely late night, having no one to boast to, thus coming to bother me!

But seeing the wine being brought, Mu Lin Yuan reluctantly sighed with a distorted face: "Alright, since I’m old with insomnia, I’ll accompany the Sect Hierarch for some relief, but I have no food."

"I brought it!"

Yin Shen Palace coughed lightly.

"..."

Mu Lin Yuan was utterly speechless; you sure came well prepared.

...

Fang Che received the message from Yin Shen Palace, and his face showed a pleased expression.

Just as I expected.

He replied: "Thank you, Master. Now, I truly feel relieved!"

"Go ahead and do it! The venue is yours, the stage is ready, if you’re a dragon, soar; if you’re an eagle, fly!"

"Yes, Master!"

Fang Che smiled, put away the Communication Jade.

Gently exhaled a breath.

Just as Yin Shen Palace said, the road is underfoot.

The stage is set.

Now let’s see if I can perform well!

"I hope that in thousands of years, when people talk about me, they will say: That’s a star performer!"

Fang Che was invigorated!

Ambitiously looking out the window at the boundless starry sky, feeling his blood boiling!

Then he turned and slipped back into the warm bed of Ye Meng.

...

Morning.

Fang Che arrived punctually at the Inspection Hall.

Here, the stage was already set up.

The so-called stage was a viewing platform, quite simple, surrounded by benches rising layer by layer.

The courtyard at the lowest point was the stage.

All the inspectors who didn’t go out of the Inspection Hall, over two hundred people, were seated ready at four viewing platforms.

The leadership position was vacated.

No need for referees.

It’s just an internal martial competition for the Marshal, referees are not useful.

Anyway, it’s eight people fighting, selecting a leader and vice-leader, then it’s over.

On the side were eight tables.

A name on each table, with flags, showing odds. Openly gambling!