"A banquet?"
"Yes, Mr. Altos. To thank you and the others for your help to the Nation on the Ship, City Lord Joel would like to hold a grand banquet for you all. Would you..."
"Not interested."
Ye Qiyan rejected the invitation outright.
"Well... quite a few people from other guilds will also attend. It would be a good opportunity to spread the Imperial Sequence's renown and clear up everyone's misunderstandings about it..."
"Misunderstandings? What misunderstandings?"
Listening to Popei, Ye Qiyan raised an eyebrow and looked at her with a faintly amused smile.
"Miss Popei, haven't you gotten something wrong?"
"Please, do tell..."
Ye Qiyan jumped off the Train and nodded in satisfaction as he looked at the resources, most of which had already been collected.
He snapped his fingers.
The swarm returned to its nest, and the Mechs went into storage.
The Demons returned to the Card Sequence, and the Card Sequence returned to the Void Card Storage~
"What people out there have heard and seen aren't misunderstandings."
The moment the last Nanite Beedrill returned.
Ye Qiyan raised his hand and pressed it against the Train's door.
The Matrix opened, and the Train sank into it.
His gaze gradually met that of Miss Popei, whose eyes were filled with complicated feelings.
"Whether it's destroying cities or damaging everything to serve our own interests, all of it is true."
His voice was not loud.
Yet it was enough for Popei, hundreds of meters away, to hear every word clearly.
Even more people watching this place heard him.
Explain that the Imperial Sequence wasn't an evil organization?
Ye Qiyan couldn't be bothered with something so utterly meaningless, something that needed no explanation in the first place.
Being an evil organization was perfectly fine.
At least no one would mistake him for