"Sir, I'll ask you one more time. Are you certain that your level is officially Sixth Grade?"
The Nun wore a smile, as if she were merely confirming it once again as part of her job.
Yet for some reason, the middle-aged man felt a chill.
Just my imagination!
He had indeed injected only a trace amount of power. A crystal ball used to test levels was not so easy to fool, but that applied only to ordinary lords and ordinary professionals. For a veteran lord like him—a peak expert who had cultivated to the Fourth Order Peak and an expert thoroughly familiar with all kinds of equipment—fooling a testing crystal ball was a simple matter.
He was merely surprised by how cumbersome this territory's refugee intake process was. This lord called Tian Yuan certainly wasted plenty of time and energy.
"Yes, I'm only this strong. For warriors like us, who possess only a Common Two-Star grade, being able to cultivate to this level is already our limit."
He acted like an ordinary, somewhat down-and-out professional, with self-mockery in his voice.
After speaking, he asked again, "Can I enter the city now? I see that there are still many people waiting in line behind me. It wouldn't be appropriate to delay them."
The Nun narrowed her eyes and smiled faintly. "Not yet."
Her voice was gentle, but at this moment it carried a biting chill, as if cold winds were blowing.
She pointed into the distance. "According to Tian Yuan City law, falsely reporting one's level—especially when it differs greatly from one's actual rank—will be treated as the 'crime of intending to disrupt public order,' and we will take appropriate measures."
Tian Yuan City did not reject outsiders.
If someone entered Tian Yuan City as a guest, the inspection would