After exchanging glances, the man deliberately looked away, then turned and left.
Pipaliti, standing beside Chen Chuan, noticed something. Following his gaze, he looked over and happened to see the man's powerful departing back.
His expression froze, deep wariness hidden in his eyes. He said quietly, "Sir, that is Amaru, Kavatua's Divine Guard."
A Divine Guard?
Chen Chuan gave him a look. He knew that Kavatua publicly had only one Divine Guard, a Fighter equivalent to the Longevity Observation Realm.
So this was the man.
This Pipaliti clearly did not have a friendly attitude toward him. Since Pipaliti could represent the Great Chieftain here, he undoubtedly had close blood ties to him.
Their branch was extremely unwilling to hand over power. The reason was simple: once the Great Chieftain came of age and was crowned, he nominally possessed the right to rule all of Kavatua. Yet now, people wanted to hand over what belonged to the Great Chieftain to the Federation in exchange for their own benefits. There was no way they could agree to that.
But nominal authority could not overcome force. Not to mention that imperial authority was now in decline—if the Divine Guard's stance also leaned toward the other side, and they had the support of powerful nobles below them, then their opinions truly did not matter much.
When he had arrived, he had not heard that this Divine Guard had taken any obvious side. Now, it seemed the situation had changed.
"Sir, we have prepared a banquet for you and your attendants. Please honor us with your presence."
Pipaliti's manner of speaking and accent carried the feel of an earlier era of Great Shun, which suggested that the teacher who had taught him was likely quite old.
Chen Chuan glanced at Deputy Head Lu. The latter