We Hope You Can Let That Girl Die.

Bai Sheng glanced back at Jing Yuan, his expression complicated. The esteemed General of the Xianzhou Luofu had truly become his master. Bai Sheng had seen photos of the Xianzhou General online; the person before him was undeniably the same.

Regardless, there would be plenty of time to ponder these matters later. Bai Sheng needed to rescue the two individuals first. Aatrox was fine; at most, it would take some materials to rebuild a body. But Beleria was another story.

"Master, please forgive my lack of proper greeting. I must go rescue my friends immediately. Master, I'll see you later."

With that, Bai Sheng bowed to Jing Yuan and then picked up Pandora, ready to help.

As Bai Sheng joined the fray, he significantly reduced the pressure on the other two.

Jing Yuan, watching Bai Sheng rush towards the battlefield, murmured to himself:

"Ah well, I'll have to return to the Xianzhou eventually anyway. Might as well speed up the process."

With that thought, he summoned the Stone Fire Dream Body. It was a formation blade, forged from the residual embers of the star-piercing light arrows shot by the Emperor's Bow Master, the Aeon of [The Hunt], [Lan].

Just as he was about to step forward to engage the enemy, his shoulder was suddenly grabbed.

"Does Your Excellency the General not wish to know how far those three youngsters can go?"

At some unknown point, Black Swan had reappeared behind Jing Yuan, idly playing with a purple tarot card in her hand.

Jing Yuan looked at the Memory Eater who had appeared out of nowhere, his golden eyes fixed on her, as if trying to see through her soul.

"Does this friend, the Memory Eater, mean to suggest that I, Jing Yuan, should stand by and watch those three children walk to their deaths?"

In a trance, a golden phantom seemed to be solidifying behind Jing Yuan.

"Your Excellency the General, please calm your temper. I am not someone who would go to any lengths for memories. That Envoy of [Destruction] did not choose to appear in their true form, did they? Therefore, Your Excellency the General is merely overly concerned.

Compared to flowers enjoying warmth and moisture in a greenhouse, wouldn't wildflowers facing the wind and rain head-on bloom more brilliantly and grandly?

When those three youngsters can no longer hold on, it will be no difficult task for Your Excellency the General to step in and save them. It seems more friends have arrived, and it is also time for me to make my exit."

Black Swan put away the tarot card, and as if by magic, produced a Light Cone. She handed it to Jing Yuan and then vanished.

Jing Yuan looked at the Light Cone the Memory Eater had given him. Engraved on it was a depiction of Bai Sheng fighting fiercely on the scorched earth battlefield.

The name of the Light Cone was: [Moment of Past Reenactment].

He placed the Light Cone on the table and continued to drink his tea. After taking a sip, he suddenly spoke:

"This small land indeed has attracted quite a few unexpected friends. Do you require introductions? Stellaron Hunters?"

Jing Yuan saw a purple-haired woman in a long coat and a girl dressed in bold, trendy fashion with a single-turbocharged... no, a single-spiral ponytail atop her head.

Needless to say, they were the Stellaron Hunters Kafka and Silver Wolf.

Two heavyweight fugitives with bounties totaling over 15 billion.

"Hello, General Jing Yuan."

Kafka sat elegantly opposite Jing Yuan. Her leather shorts and purple stockings perfectly accentuated her stunning figure, though there was no one to appreciate it.

"Aren't you afraid I'll take you to the Corporation for your bounty?"

Jing Yuan continued to drink his tea.

"It doesn't matter. If it makes the General happy, we can accompany you."

Kafka said, her gaze flicking towards the battlefield on the other side, which currently appeared to be a stalemate.

Silver Wolf said with disdain from behind, "That's you. Don't include me."

"It seems you two are quite confident."

Kafka smiled faintly, a smile so enchanting it could make even the star most devoted to trash cans swoon, turning them into a defeated dog at Kafka's feet.

(Star: Mind your own business! This Galactic Baseballer is happy to do so! Mommy, step on me~)

"It appears you know my disciple. I can pretend I didn't see you this time. State your request."

Jing Yuan drank his tea.

"It's very simple. When that young girl is on the verge of death, we hope you will... ignore her plight."

"Your mastery of the Word Charm Technique is exceptional, perhaps surpassing even those Xianzhou natives who have dedicated centuries to its study. But this is useless against an Envoy."

Kafka had subtly infused a trace of Word Charm Technique into her words, aiming to make Jing Yuan agree quickly. Jing Yuan directly released a small area of Envoy's pressure.

"Alright, but General, what is your stance?"

Jing Yuan placed his teacup back on the table and waved his hand at them.

"I understand. However, the reason?"

"It will benefit Bai Sheng, and it is also a way of saving the girl herself."

Kafka showed no fear in the face of Jing Yuan's pressure, as Acheron's script did not include her remaining here.

"The script written by that cat named Acheron, is it?"

"Apologies, General, but I'm afraid I cannot comply with that request."

A look of distress, capable of breaking Star's heart, appeared on Kafka's face.

"It's fine. This General will trust you this once. Please send my regards to him when you return."

Jing Yuan waved his hand, signaling for the two to leave. Seeing his agreement, Kafka and the other didn't linger, though Silver Wolf's gaze remained fixed on the battlefield.

"Let's go, hon."

"Okay."

Silver Wolf withdrew her gaze, tapped on an electronic screen, and then a pixelated portal appeared, whisking the two away.

Jing Yuan was not one for ceremony. He continued to fiddle with the Light Cone, taking a sip of tea.

His gaze returned to the battlefield...

(To be continued)