The one speaking at this moment was Gongshu De, the builder of Dark Prosperity Headquarters, the architect of its system, and one of Anxing's strategists.
On Dark Star, there were not many people who possessed "Zi"-class rings, and he was one of them.
Among the seven Anxing higher-ups with "Zi"-class rings, Gongshu De's combat strength was not particularly formidable. Yet over the past several thousand, nearly ten thousand years, no one had ever doubted his worth or ability, and few were willing to cross him.
Having lived at Dark Prosperity Headquarters year-round, he had continuously solved all manner of problems for Anxing. As a result, his words carried considerable weight in meetings.
Nothing was ever absolute. It was impossible for everyone to share the same thoughts.
One of the higher-ups, Zhan Li, disagreed with Gongshu De's remarks.
"Senior Gongshu, have you gotten old and cowardly? Have you forgotten? My strength, Zhan Li's strength, ranks among the best in the entire Three Realms and Six Paths. Countless Gods of All Heavens tremble at the mention of my name."
"I live comfortably here, and I don't want to move. As for those old monsters from thousands of years ago, you can have them try their luck against me."
Since ancient times, scholars and warriors had never been compatible.
Gongshu De, renowned for his intellect, was naturally viewed with hostility by the powerhouses known for their combat strength.
Today's meeting was no exception.
"Old Man Gongshu, you spent decades of painstaking effort building this headquarters. We all know what it means to you. Old man, you've grown old. Leave the things you can't do to us. Anxing is now strong in troops and resources, and there are plenty like me who fear no powerful enemies."
As he spoke, Zhan Li arrogantly placed a