Neptune Domain.
Overlord Star.
The Legal Affairs Department under the Elder Council.
Towers made of carbonate rose from the sea's surface, layered upon layer, forming a complex architectural cluster with clearly defined functions.
They resembled gigantic barnacles clinging to this ocean planet.
Countless airships and vessels surrounded the building cluster. Some waited, while others moved in and out through entrances serving different functions.
It was a bustling scene.
Chen He lounged against the broad backrest of his chair. The vessel beneath him rose and fell gently with the waves, making his gaze sway as well.
A long pole was propped diagonally before him, resembling a fishing rod.
Yet the thin line at its end did not descend into the sea. Instead, it drifted high into the air, extending straight toward the heavens.
Although the Chen Family head's gaze was calm and his expression unruffled, the metal walnuts in his palm kept spinning and knocking together, producing a harsh clattering sound that exposed his irritated state of mind.
Eleven months.
He had been queuing for a full eleven months!
And he was still fucking queuing!
If he had not long heard of the domain's Legal Affairs Department's dreadful efficiency, he would have packed up and left ten months ago!
Oh, no.
More of the blame should go to that damned Beaconfire Wild Hall!
If he had not run into Zhu Houcai's group midway through filing the appeal;
if the Servo Skull during the first round of screening had not determined that their demands belonged to the same dispute;
if Beaconfire Wild Hall had not insisted on continuing five months ago rather than each taking a step back;
then he would not have spent a full eleven months on this salty, humid planet!
Boring.
It was unbearably boring!
No one was allowed