The main building's loot processing floor bustled with people coming and going.
Joel's group's undisguised mockery immediately drew plenty of attention.
"It's Commander Joel of the Bloodhammer Battle Team!"
"Who's that young man in black? How did he provoke Commander Joel into targeting him personally?"
"Heh, you must be new here. That's Xu Jingming, the Ember Battle Team's newest recruit! Commander Lin Qianxue's junior disciple!"
"Gasp... So it's him! No wonder!"
"..."
A wave of murmured realization rose from the surrounding crowd.
The conflict between Joel and Lin Qianxue had long ceased to be a secret at 102 Planet Fortress.
The two top Battle Teams were constantly clashing over the number one spot in the Hundred Teams rankings.
Everyone with a discerning eye could see that Joel was targeting Xu Jingming to slap Lin Qianxue in the face.
Faced with Joel's taunts and the crowd's stares, Xu Jingming remained calm.
As though he had heard nothing, he headed straight for the Military Merit Exchange Window.
"Stop!"
Joel strode after him and blocked his path, a smug smile on his face.
He raised a hand and pointed at a tall, stern-faced Cosmic Seventh Order warrior behind him, declaring loudly,
"See him? This is Carlos, the finest new recruit from our Bloodhammer Battle Team this batch!
He just returned from a Sweep Mission. The value of his loot is far greater than yours!"
His gaze swept over the bulging Tactical Backpack on Xu Jingming's back, and he sneered.
"Your backpack is packed so full. Don't tell me you really picked up a pile of Alien Race junk to make up the numbers?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the members of the Bloodhammer Battle Team burst into laughter.
The warriors watching nearby also cast curious looks their way.
"Are all you people