Outer space near Pulo Star, Lieyang Civilization flagship formation.
After the Balance Angels combat meeting ended, Pan Zhen returned here with his attendants. Thinking of the matter Chalons had suddenly mentioned just before the meeting concluded, his brows knotted tightly.
"General Pan Zhen, the Lieyang Emperor has just sent a secret message ordering you to contact him immediately upon your return."
Before he could enter the ship's pavilion, a man hurried over to greet him. It was Chang Pan, deputy commander of this Expeditionary Force. This imposing man, normally too proud to bow before anyone, appeared exceptionally respectful in Pan Zhen's presence.
"The Lieyang Emperor?"
His thoughts interrupted, Pan Zhen was not angered. After Chang Pan nodded in confirmation, he quickened his pace. Yet when he reached the entrance to the pavilion's main hall, he suddenly stopped and gestured to Chang Pan and the attendants behind him.
"Stand guard outside. Do not allow anyone to approach this place!"
"Yes, General Pan Zhen!"
After dismissing his subordinates, Pan Zhen entered the pavilion's main hall alone.
Once inside, he turned and shut the heavy doors. Walking to the center, he activated an Interstellar Projection, then dropped to one knee with one arm hanging at his side, his expression utterly devout.
The hall followed a traditional ancient architectural style. The floor, paved with special Dark Alloy, gleamed with a warm luster. The relief windows carved from blue tiles created a solemn, imposing atmosphere. Its decorations and dark patterns were not ostentatiously luxurious as one might imagine; instead, every detail exuded elegance and antiquity.
Layers of gauze curtains hung half-concealing and half-revealing, allowing just the right amount of light to spill into the hall.
He remained kneeling for quite some time before the Interstellar Projection finally responded. Mixed data signals flickered twice, then