Waking to Grasp Worldly Power

"Um..."

"Is reconciliation still possible?"

Guang Biao's trembling voice was clearly audible across the scene.

His transition from arrogance to subservience looked exceptionally ridiculous.

Yet, not many people mocked him.

Because if they were in his shoes, they likely wouldn't have performed any better than Guang Biao.

Leng Hanyuan lifted his eyelids slightly, his eyes flashing with sharp, cold light.

"What do you think?"

His pure white eyes swept over the hundred or so people blocking the entrance of East Sea Academy, his gaze filled with undisguised mockery.

"Captain of the East Sea City Mecha Brigade, what grand prestige you have."

"Leading a team to blockade a soul master academy in broad daylight, shielding your brother as he commits crimes and bullies civilians."

"Is this how the Federation officials have you serving as the captain of this mecha brigade?"

There was no discernible tone of interrogation in Leng Hanyuan's voice.

It sounded almost like a calm inquiry.

However, Guang Biao's face grew paler by the second.

Because he could clearly hear the killing intent hidden beneath Leng Hanyuan's calm tone.

This no longer had much to do with Tang Wulin and Xie Xie.

Leng Hanyuan despised guys like Guang Biao more than anything.

Born a commoner, starting from nothing, only to end up harming the very people he came from.

A guy like this had even been sought after by a bunch of clueless fools for a time.

Leng Hanyuan looked down on such people the most.

As the saying goes, at seventy, one can follow their heart's desires.

In a sense, he was over ten thousand years old.

So, following his heart's desires a little was perfectly fine, right?

Therefore, Leng Hanyuan made no effort to hide his disgust.

Listening to that barrage of questions from Leng Hanyuan, Guang Biao was speechless.

What he had done naturally violated the Federation's laws.

It was only because of his status as the captain of the Mecha Brigade that no one usually dared to manage him.

Even the top official of East Sea City had to maintain good relations with him and wouldn't easily offend him over such matters.

That was why Guang Biao had been so emboldened.

He had brought his subordinates here to stir up trouble with great fanfare.

But he never expected to provoke someone like Leng Hanyuan, a big shot whose status was far higher than the top official of East Sea City.

"A misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding."

Guang Biao offered a fawning smile, his mind racing frantically.

He seemed to be trying to come up with a reasonable excuse.

At the same time.

Dense black dots appeared from the distant azure horizon.

As they drew closer, everyone could see the true appearance of those black dots.

They were, in fact, mechas!

Each mecha was branded with the unique emblem of the Spirit Transmission Pagoda.

Clearly, these were people sent by the Spirit Transmission Pagoda.

Five black-grade mechas were at the forefront.

Four of these black-grade mechas landed in front of Guang Biao.

They raised the high-energy cannons in their hands, the dark muzzles pointed directly at Guang Biao.

The other black-grade mecha at the very front landed in front of Leng Hanyuan.

A middle-aged man stepped out from the mecha.

He knelt on one knee:

"Han Feng of the Spirit Transmission Pagoda Mecha Guard pays his respects to the Grand Elder."

The Spirit Transmission Pagoda Mecha Guard!

This was a mecha organization affiliated with the Spirit Transmission Pagoda.

As the wealthiest and most powerful organization on the continent, the Spirit Transmission Pagoda Mecha Guard was by no means small in scale.

It was not even far behind the Federal core mecha legions.

Other mechas landed one after another, surrounding the hundred or so people brought by Guang Biao.

Various soul-guided weapons were pointed directly at them.

With just a single command, they would open fire without hesitation, blasting these people into fragments.

A cold, emotionless voice emanated from the mechas:

"The Spirit Transmission Pagoda Mecha Guard has arrived to suppress the disturbance. Hands on your heads and crouch down immediately."

"Otherwise, the Guard has the right to take violent measures."

"Repeating: hands on your heads and crouch down immediately."

Seeing such a formation, the hundred or so people who had followed Guang Biao turned deathly pale.

They placed their hands on their heads and crouched down.

Below, Tang Wulin and Xie Xie witnessed everything. Looking at that slender figure standing proudly among them all, their eyes were filled with admiration and longing.

So cool!

If only I could be like Teacher Leng in the future!

Xie Xie looked like a little fanboy at this moment.

Even though he was still only a nine-year-old child.

But this glimpse of Leng Hanyuan's power had already touched upon a boy's innate desire for such authority.

Compared to the Teacher Leng who would casually give them pointers on ordinary days, the Spirit Transmission Pagoda Grand Elder Leng Hanyuan was undoubtedly more impactful at this moment.

Even just imagining himself as Leng Hanyuan made Xie Xie's small face flush with excitement.

Tang Wulin did not speak.

However, the envy revealed in his eyes showed that he shared the same thoughts as Xie Xie.

To hold the power of the world in one's hands!

How enviable that was!

"Grand Elder, how should they be dealt with?"

Han Feng glanced at Guang Biao and the others before asking.

Guang Biao and his men, who had been aggressive and arrogant while blocking the academy gate just moments ago, were now nothing more than fish on a chopping block, waiting to be slaughtered.

Glancing at Guang Biao and the others, Leng Hanyuan withdrew his gaze.

"Send them to the Federal Ministry of Justice and have them dealt with according to the law."

"This subordinate understands. It will be absolutely fair and just, and will satisfy you, Grand Elder."

Han Feng replied repeatedly.

The Spirit Transmission Pagoda's influence in the Federation was not small.

The number of councilors directly or indirectly controlled by the Spirit Transmission Pagoda in the Federal Council was the highest among all factions.

It was incredibly easy to punish Guang Biao and the others according to the law.

After all, the Spirit Transmission Pagoda had the moral high ground in this matter.

Guang Biao's abuse of power and his act of bringing men to blockade East Sea Academy were ironclad facts.

Having received his orders, Han Feng stood up.

He looked at Guang Biao and the others and waved his hand.

"Guang Biao, Captain of the East Sea City Mecha Brigade, has abused his power, blockaded a soul master academy, and shown contempt for Federal law; this can be termed a mutiny."

"The rest of you have colluded with him, failing to distinguish right from wrong, and shall all be treated as accomplices."

"Take them all away and transfer them to the Federal Ministry of Justice to be processed according to Federal procedures."

"Yes!"

The members of the Spirit Transmission Pagoda Guard responded in unison.

They took out specially made soul-power-isolating handcuffs and shackled them one by one.

Guang Biao's face was ashen. He allowed Han Feng to shackle his hands with the soul-power-isolating handcuffs like a puppet on strings.

His eyes were filled with despair.

Mutiny.

That single sentence from Han Feng had practically sealed his fate.

This was a capital offense!

Coupled with the Spirit Transmission Pagoda's influence in the Federation, they would certainly ensure this charge stuck.

At this moment, Guang Biao could already foresee his future.

Mechs took off one after another, carrying people away.

Guang Biao was hauled off like a limp rag by one of the black-grade mechs, held as easily as a chick.

"My Lord, we shall take our leave now."

Han Feng cupped his hands in a bow toward Leng Hanyuan.

"Mm, thank you for the trouble."

He gave a slight nod.

"You are too kind, My Lord; it is our duty."

After a respectful farewell, Han Feng returned to his own black-grade mech and followed the main force as they departed.

The entrance to East Sea Academy returned to its usual state.

The clamor faded, and the chaos vanished.

Long Hengxu revealed a smile of relief.

He patted his chest.

It was fortunate that their academy had this lord present.

Otherwise, he truly would not have known how to bring this to an end.