A Thousand-Person Ruler's Personal View

"What should we do now? Go straight there, or contact General Jing Yuan first?"

"Hmm..."

Stelle touched her chin, her gaze shifting to Bailu and Sushang, who both wore the same foolish, cute expressions.

If it were just her and March 7th, Stelle would definitely choose to charge in recklessly. After all, the combat power of the Stelle-March duo had been verified time and time again; she was very confident, so of course she wanted to go straight for the jugular, catch their boss, and maximize her profits.

However, adding Bailu, who looked like she had zero combat capability, and Sushang, who didn't look particularly smart, meant they needed to discuss this further.

If these two got dragged into this, whatever happened afterward would be a net loss!

As if realizing something, Bailu protested indignantly:

"I don't want to go back to the Alchemy Division! Take me with you!"

"Allow me to contact your family first!"

Stelle declined, taking out her phone at the same time to contact the officials she knew.

Jing Yuan didn't answer because he was in battle.

Yan Qing didn't answer because he had lost too much blood and passed out during the process of detaining Jingliu, and was currently lying flat on a board.

Fu Xuan didn't answer because she was busy commanding the grand army to set sail.

Qingque didn't answer because she was working under Fu Xuan's command.

After going through this whole routine, Stelle tilted her head in confusion.

"Wait, where are our contacts? Were they all taken out? Could it be that in the end, no one can verify our undercover status?"

"Stop joking around! I'm sure they're busy. Just look at this sea of ruins in Changle Heaven; you can tell something huge definitely happened on the Luofu."

"Ah, I