If It Really Is a Sword

The meeting ended.

The final list of eight young leaders had been decided—

Apart from Gu Nanfeng and Bai Chen, the two already-grown pillars of Nagano, the other leaders were all very young.

Old Master had arranged things this way for a simple reason. Nagano's new generation needed a splendid "battle" to prove its strength and status. Every transition of power was like this. This time, the Snow Cage's rupture happened to provide Nagano's future leaders, as well as its backbone, with a chance to hone their blades!

After the meeting, Old Master Gu affectionately draped an arm over Gu Shen's shoulders. The two took a private passage to the rooftop, where a heavy aircraft bound directly for the tundra had long been prepared on the highest level of the Safety Committee Building.

Gales swept around the rotors, carrying a faint chill of wind and snow.

"Little Gu, how does it feel to be chosen as a 'leader'?" Old Master deliberately asked.

Gu Shen fell silent.

He had every reason to believe that all of this had been Old Master's arrangement.

"This mission covers an extremely broad area—the entire tundra," Gu Qilin said with a smile. "But there's no need to worry. The North Continent military will bear half the pressure. The elites we selected may coordinate with them."

"Oh?"

Gu Shen raised an eyebrow.

The North Continent would also take part in this operation?

Come to think of it, that made sense. The Snow Cage had ruptured because the Traveler had been allowed to act... Now that Central City and Nagano were on good terms, relations between the Two Continents were rapidly warming. The North Continent military would certainly provide full support in an unexpected incident like this.

It seemed this joint capture operation might bring him face-to-face with