Moon-Gazing Pavilion.
Lin Xiang was already used to the Dean's lack of decorum. After a long silence, he said softly, "Something about the Migration Land Series Star Gates feels off to me."
"Why do you say that?" the Dean asked.
"Large numbers of other races also entered the Migration Land Star Gate when the prefecture opened this time." Lin Xiang looked at him. "Those above the Fourth Tier have been fighting up a storm. The one from the Fraud Merchants' Association entered the Star Gate the day before yesterday, too."
The Dean's expression gradually grew grave. "There's been no word from Fan Ming since he entered, either."
"Ren Ye has a connection with the Demon Monk. For a Player, that's a dangerous Opportunity." Lin Xiang sighed. "The earlier missions were all groundwork. This Migration Land is the real touchstone. Let's send him out and see what he's made of."
"Mm."
After considerable thought, the Dean offered a relatively objective assessment. "I still have confidence in the empire's leader. The kid has spent time both on the border and in prison. He's upright without being pedantic, worldly without being base. His motive for rescuing someone this time was that they once helped him in Qingliang Prefecture. I'm very satisfied with that reason."
Lin Xiang nodded slightly in agreement. "He's quite a smooth talker, too."
"What do you mean?"
"He even talked you into wanting to join the empire. He's certainly got something going for him." Leaving that sarcastic remark behind, Lin Xiang turned and headed upstairs. "I'm observing the Migration Land. If the higher-order entities become unstable, you'll enter the gate."
The Dean stretched lazily. "Kill. Kill until the skies are clear and bright."
For two days straight, Ren Ye studied the visualization diagrams for the Heaven-Dominating Sword Technique, sensing