Inside the Shrek Representative Team's rest area, in a conference room used for tactical planning and analysis.
"...That was everything."
Zhang Lexuan stood before the conference table, her voice clear and steady.
The contents recorded in that clan genealogy, the Sun Moon Royal Family bloodline within her, the Sun Moon Royal Family's inherited Martial Soul, "Moon Martial Soul," and the details of her recent meeting with the youth...
Other than the somewhat inexplicable promise the youth had made to her at the end, she revealed everything.
Her words were like a boulder cast into a still lake, stirring monstrous waves in Xuan Zi's and the team leaders' hearts.
The room fell into dead silence. The team leaders' expressions shifted uncertainly, and for a moment, they did not know what to say. They could only turn their eyes toward Xuan Zi, seated at the head of the table.
"Elder Xuan, this..."
Xuan Zi raised a hand to cut off the team leader before he could continue. His face, usually carrying a hint of slickness or laziness, was now deathly pale and filled with unprecedented gravity and solemnity.
He had indeed known that Zhang Lexuan's background was somewhat unusual, and Mu En had repeatedly reminded him to take extra care of her.
But he had never imagined that this unusual background would directly involve the imperial family of the Sun Moon Empire, on the other end of the continent!
Did Mu En know about this? He had to have known, right?
He had never paid much attention to the Sun Moon Empire imperial family's inherited Martial Soul. After all, the Sun Moon Empire was nothing more than a bunch of Soul Tool players, people dependent on external objects and hardly worth fearing.
But Mu En had once mentioned during their chats that