"What's the problem?" A hint of curiosity appeared on Mu Qing's face.
He had only come to ask how many times Heavenly Court's experts had visited during this period.
Yet the moment he arrived, he found Gui Hong frowning deeply, his expression somewhat grave.
Mu Qing was puzzled. The Black Tortoise Starfield was now united from top to bottom, forming a powerful force whose combat strength ranked quite high even among high-level races. What problem could possibly arise?
Could it be that Heavenly Court's people had discovered something?
His gaze sharpened as he looked at Gui Hong. If Heavenly Court's people had noticed any issue, it was very likely that they had found it through Gui Hong.
Seeing this, Gui Hong hurriedly said, "It's not anything to do with Heavenly Court. Their people have come several times lately, but there doesn't seem to be anything in our Black Tortoise Starfield that they're looking for."
His expression swiftly turned solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "Some time ago, people from the Titan Clan contacted me."
"The Titan Clan?"
Mu Qing was quite surprised. Why would the Titan Clan suddenly contact Gui Hong?
Gui Hong sighed. At this point, he no longer had any thought of breaking free from Mu Qing, because what came next was far more important.
"You know that Tianming Patriarch once stood guard here. Together with the Patriarch's status in the Lunar Palace, the Black Tortoise Starfield was considered an independent existence. Our standing far surpassed that of the surrounding high-level races, and no top-tier race had ever tried to bring us under its banner."
"But recently, after news of the Lunar Palace's destruction spread, the Black Tortoise Starfield's prestige has declined somewhat. Many mid-level races submitted to us mainly because they had their eyes on