"Steward Li, neither of us can stand the other, so let's just each do our own jobs!"
"Farewell!"
When the Star Patrol Disciple Yuan Xiao Han saw Li Bing's momentum weaken, the corners of his mouth immediately curled upward, his smugness plain for all to see.
He gave two derisive snorts in return, then carried eight or nine "great stars" as though he were truly herding a host of stars, striding off with his head held high and chest thrust out.
He secretly thought, Li Bing, Li Bing, do you really take yourself, a mere Star Patrol Manager, so seriously?
Your Abyss Li Clan may have risen to prominence, but your foundations are shallow in the end. How can you contend with the true great figures of the main branch!
When I think highly of you, I call you Manager to your face. If this young master is in a bad mood and refuses to give you face, what can you do about it!
Yuan Xiao Han dared to openly clash with the newly appointed manager, Yuan Li Bing, because he relied on his status as a main-branch descendant—especially because Third Young Master Yuan stood behind him.
Among this generation's main branch, the top-ranked Yuan Da Shao shone with dazzling brilliance, his name known throughout the cosmos. Yet the other two were, in truth, also absolute Cosmic Prodigies; they were merely eclipsed by Yuan Da Shao's radiance.
These three had firmly occupied the main branch's top three positions for nearly a century, with no one able to challenge or shake them in the slightest.
Each had planted their people throughout the Abyss Clan's various halls, their trees tall and roots deep, their influence immense.
In the eyes of Yuan Xiao Han and many other main-branch descendants, no matter how resounding