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The male Star Luo Academy student's tone remained imperious, allowing no question.

Requisition?

Lang Yisuo was visibly taken aback. Then, frowning, he replied coolly, "Sorry, our Divine Void Ship has to reach War Martial City at a specified time. It cannot be used by anyone."

The Divine Void Ship's schedule had been calculated precisely. If it were requisitioned now and they missed the Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce's Central Plains quota battle, what then?

Besides, the other party was from Star Luo Academy...

Lang Yisuo was a student of Long Night Holy Dragon Palace. Star Luo Academy was their mortal enemy—why should he obey them?

The male and female students opposite him paused slightly, clearly not expecting Lang Yisuo to dare refuse.

Within the War Martial Region, other than War Martial City and the territories of several sects and factions, the orders of the three great academies were law—something no one could defy.

At that thought, the male Star Luo Academy student fixed his gaze on Lang Yisuo and barked heavily, "Do you not understand what the word 'requisition' means?"

"It means you cannot refuse, and you have no way to refuse!"

At those words, Lang Yisuo's face darkened, cold light flickering in his eyes.

Yet before he could speak, the male student continued, "But I can't be bothered to argue with you. Since you're going to War Martial City too, just obediently follow us. We're going there as well."

At those last words, Lang Yisuo frowned again. They were heading to War Martial City too.

After hesitating, he still nodded. This was the War Martial Region, after all, and he did not want to stir up needless trouble.

But in the very next instant, the female Star Luo Academy student suddenly tossed out a stack of items and ordered,