The mood in the Blood God Legion had been a little strange lately. Compared with normal, there was a distinct air of excitement.
Ever since Jiang Wuyue had announced in the close-combat corps that the Golden Dragon King was his good friend—the newly appointed Blood Nine of the Blood God Camp, Tang Wuyang—the news had spread through the entire legion as if it had grown wings.
The fact that Tang Wulin, who had also reached the semifinals, was a reserve member of the Blood God Camp and Tang Wuyang's twin brother soon came to light. It became a hot topic throughout the legion.
A major general so young was unprecedented, even in the Blood God Legion, where military ranks tended to be high.
What was more, the Golden Dragon King had made it into the semifinals of the Soul Master Competition at the Star Dou Battle Net Federation-wide Challenge Tournament!
That meant he was unquestionably among the strongest Soul Masters in the legion below the level of a Three-Word Battle Armor Master.
His older brother, Tang Wulin, held only the rank of colonel, but he had also reached the semifinals. In sheer strength, he was no less formidable than his younger brother.
Meanwhile, the legion's café grew busier by the day.
Many people had heard that Tang Wulin sometimes went there for a cup of black coffee, while Tang Wuyang preferred his coffee with milk.
Sales of both black coffee and coffee with milk had surged tenfold recently. Perhaps the other soldiers had unconsciously decided that drinking them might help with cultivation.
Otherwise, why would the brothers who had both reached the semifinals keep coming here to order a cup and slowly savor it?
What they did not know was that Tang Wulin and Tang Wuyang came for coffee simply