Wei Sancai did not keep Feng Jun and the other two waiting long. Five days later, he returned—without using an anchor point.
Upon returning, he was startled. "Oh? Why are the three of you here?"
Feng Jun and Yi Jue found it awkward to speak, so Hanhai Venerable said, "It's about that case."
"You found the result?" Wei Sancai rubbed his hands eagerly. "Then let's go. I'll lend you a hand."
Hanhai Venerable fell silent. After waiting a moment, Feng Jun spoke. "Sancai Venerable, it's not what you think. There's more to it... First, during this trip, did you find a suitable galaxy?"
"I really did." Wei Sancai nodded. "I've named it the Sancai Galaxy. Its resources... are exceptionally abundant."
"Is that really necessary?" Feng Jun raised a hand and smacked his forehead hard. "Are you people trying to... work me to death?"
"I can wait on my end." Wei Sancai understood the situation well enough. Though he desperately wanted to secure the naming rights now, he was still a Venerable after all, and his outlook was not so narrow. "Let's handle the important matter first."
"We should still go to your place first." Feng Jun glanced at the two Big Shots beside him and spoke quietly. "I don't want to owe too many favors... More importantly, this concerns the Wei Clan's income."
"What income?" Wei Sancai snorted softly. "The Insectoid World's income is only so-so, barely better than nothing... Feng Mountain Lord, I'm not criticizing you, but compared to the Void, the gains here are nothing. You need to understand what matters most."
The Wei Clan was a family exceptionally skilled at lying low. That was precisely why its influence in the outside world was limited. Yet every family of the Minor Worlds admired its ability to manage a