Fallen Sun Empire, capital.
The capital lay southwest of Wu Hai City—if the direction in which the sun rose in the Primordial World was defined as "east."
Thus, night fell later in the capital, and it was still dusk.
After hearing his subordinate's report, Long Wudi smiled and nodded.
"Brother Feng's got some real guts. He actually killed Sakura Taro, saving me the trouble of making the trip myself."
Now that Long Wudi had built such a vast foundation, he was no longer as free as when he had first arrived in the Primordial World.
Whatever he did, he had to consider Dragon City, the capital, and his subordinates before he could think of himself.
It was exhausting, but he...
Enjoyed it.
"Flying Eagle, have those envoys made any suspicious moves?" Long Wudi turned and asked Flying Eagle beside him.
Flying Eagle shook his head. "None at all. They've all behaved themselves. And..."
"And what?"
"And they really do seem to be here to learn. Business, animal husbandry, farming, infrastructure... in every field, they humbly ask questions and take very serious notes."
"I can tell you never studied properly. Is that how you use 'humbly ask questions'?" Long Wudi laughed and scolded him. "It should be 'humbly ask one's superiors,' got it?"
"I joined the army because the school expelled me for bad grades." Flying Eagle lifted his chin, looking rather proud.
Long Wudi smiled and shook his head, murmuring, "Forget it. Whatever they're planning, as long as they don't cause trouble, it's fine."
"But who exactly is that level 45 powerhouse hidden among them?"
"I've checked every level 45 powerhouse in the Fallen Sun Empire. None of them came..."
The battle in Wu Hai City of the Bright Moon Empire caused an uproar throughout the entire Primordial World—because