Because Jiang Fan was special.
During the Grassroots Rotation, all Ten Great Garrison Commanders had encountered him.
As the Red Talisman Holder, he had left a deep impression on those commanders.
"Polishing his credentials," "a scion of a Great Family," and "a connected hire"—those labels had appeared on Jiang Fan more than once.
Whenever they heard such assessments, Shen Liao and the others merely laughed them off.
Because deep down, they had thought the same thing.
"Isn't he just a descendant of a Great Family? His family exchanged their contributions for a Red Talisman to pave the way for him, giving him a perfect path of growth!"
"There are one or two people like that in the Frontier Army, and even in every major institution across the entire Qiyuan Star Domain!"
"It's nothing unusual!"
"Under normal circumstances, everyone can just treat it as a joke!"
But who could have imagined it?
This connected hire, holding a Red Talisman, would actually appear on such a crucial battlefield—and even be connected to the powerful senior they had imagined?
That made no sense!
The group looked as if they were dreaming, their eyes filled with bewildered disbelief.
"Jiang... Jiang Fan... what is his relationship with that senior?"
Duan Zhuo was stammering as he spoke.
Shen Liao looked at that incomparably majestic figure high in the sky, his voice hoarse.
"After all this, you still don't understand?"
"The Bug Nest exploded. Is there anyone else on this battlefield?"
"And that overawing aura about him—tell me, who among us could do that?"
Shen Liao's words pierced straight through the mystery.
Everyone instantly understood. There had never been any powerful senior.
It had all been Jiang Fan.
Memories flashed through everyone's minds, scene after scene.
In an instant, they connected everything that had happened before the