We already had enough.
"Hmph, what if Guo Xuan turned traitor?" the old man continued arguing, but through his conversation with Long Jun, he had also realized that Long Jun had already made up his mind to fight Mirai.
Long Jun's face and neck flushed red as he tried to refute him. Instead of looking at the old man, he looked at the surrounding crowd and sighed softly. "I know I can't stop you, but I won't fight Mirai with you. Instead, I'll go to headquarters and ask them to send people over, just in case."
After saying that, the old man shook his head again, then vanished from the spot in a flash.
Although he was old, he had managed to maintain his strength, and with his sharp mind, he had naturally taken the position of elder.
However, an elder was still just an elder. When it came to making a real decision, he found that his status as an elder was merely decoration. Everything depended on strength.
As for threatening Long Jun or reporting him to headquarters, he did not say it aloud. He knew those words would have no effect. Aside from making Long Jun even angrier, they would also put his own life in greater danger.
He knew that if he truly provoked Long Jun, Long Jun might really kill him. In this division, Long Jun held absolute authority.
After all, three elites and five of the other nine elites were under his control. They were extremely powerful.
Furthermore, the division had stated that unless something particularly important occurred, all matters could be decided internally. Even if an elder died, headquarters would not interfere.
After watching the old man leave, the awkward expression on Long Jun's face returned to normal. He then snorted coldly, looked at