"Warning! Warning! Unknown individuals are intruding. Please stop them immediately! Repeat..." The sharp and piercing alarm echoed throughout the corridor, making people feel nervous.

However, Zhong Qiyue didn't care, twirling her cool sunglasses and strolling leisurely in the corridor. Her steps were light and confident, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

Murong Qingli followed closely beside her. Zhong Qiyue was wearing a tight short-sleeved top and skinny jeans, which perfectly outlined her charming figure. Her movements were elegant and graceful, and every step exuded a unique charm.

Zhong Qiyue gently raised her free elbow and placed it on Murong Qingli's shoulder. A faint smile curled up her lips. Then, she blew a loud whistle at the camera and said fearlessly, "Open your eyes and see clearly. I'm AZ007. How did I become an unknown person for no apparent reason?"

Murong Qingli put one hand on her waist, her ears always paying attention to the movements around her: "Here it comes."

Several bullets came back and forth, and when they approached the two people, they stopped in the air.

Murong Qingli snorted coldly, pinched one of the bullets between his fingers, and threw it on the ground: "If you don't want to die, get out of here quickly."

"AZ004, AZ007, are you planning a rebellion?" one of them roared, "Back off! Otherwise, I'll report you to Qimen immediately, ban your numbers, and revoke your privileges."

Zhong Qiyue sneered, "I didn't use this privilege for anything, so it's gone now." She casually clipped her sunglasses to her chest. "I've been so polite to you for so long, have you forgotten we're S-rank Moon Envoys?" Her eyes darkened. "The nine elders and the president are here, right? Take us to see them."

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All the surviving Moon Envoys of the Xia Kingdom suddenly received a puzzling order—to proceed to Ji Palace immediately! For a time, people speculated about the hidden meaning behind this mysterious order.

Before long, the Jigong playground was packed with people, including not only students but also numerous Moon Envoys. The originally spacious playground now seemed a bit overcrowded, with over ten thousand people present.

Amidst the throng of people, Li Yuzhen stood alone on the podium, the Qimen Guild leader tied up behind him. He clutched a pistol, the muzzle pressed firmly against the leader's forehead. His face was gloomy, his eyes dark.

After the crowd quieted down a bit, Li Yuzhen slowly took the microphone, coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and said, "The reason I gathered everyone here today is actually very simple. From now on, all the Moon Envoys of the Xia Kingdom must obey my command. If anyone dares to disobey, you can try, but the prerequisite is that you must have the ability to kill me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire playground fell into a dead silence, as if time had frozen. However, a moment later, the silence was broken by waves of dissatisfied voices.

"Why should we listen to you? Qimen has been paying us wages. What benefits can you give us?"

"Who are you to give us orders? Qimen is cooperating with the authorities. Are you committing treason by doing this?"

"We are Moon Envoys who fight for the common people, not your minions!"

Someone shouted loudly, his voice filled with anger and doubt. As the question rang out, more and more people echoed it, and the atmosphere became increasingly tense and chaotic.

Li Yuzhen listened quietly. After about a minute or two, he spoke again: "I told you, if you're not satisfied, come and kill me. Otherwise, you have to listen to me. Strength is everything."

His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, and carried an authority that brooked no room for questioning.

"Let's try and see if anyone of you can reach me." Li Yuzhen put down the microphone and pistol, slowly unbuttoned the cuff of his left hand, turned it up twice, put his right hand in his pocket, and looked down at everyone.

Thousands of Moon Envoys surged towards Li Yuzhen like a surging tide, each displaying their own magical powers and using their own unique Sariel techniques in an attempt to approach this arrogant man. However, surprisingly, Li Yuzhen seemed to be shrouded in an invisible and powerful force, as impenetrable as a solid wall of steel.

These varied and colorful sariels are like stones thrown into the sea. Although they cause some ripples, they can never shake this solid fortress.

Despite this, many stubborn Moon Envoys refused to give up easily. They gritted their teeth and used all their strength to launch fierce attacks on Li Yuzhen again and again. However, all their efforts were in vain. The seemingly illusory defense line remained as solid as a rock.

As time went on, the Moon Emissaries began to feel exhausted and their hearts were gradually consumed by frustration. They stared at the motionless figure before them with wide eyes in disbelief.

Li Yuzhen remained standing quietly, his gaze calm as water and deep as the ocean. Before him, the struggles of the ten thousand or so Moon Envoys seemed insignificant, even laughable.

Their attacks were like scratching an itch for Li Yuzhen and posed no threat at all.

Li Yuzhen frowned slightly and coughed softly. Then he picked up the microphone again, tapped it a few times, and tried to speak a few words. After confirming that the microphone was not damaged in the brief confrontation, he said, "Since you can't defeat me, then you should obey my command."

Wei Xiaoran gripped the sword tightly, eyes filled with resentment and anger as he retorted, "But I still refuse to accept. Just because you're powerful, does that mean you can do whatever you want? Forcing others to do something they don't want to do, is that the way of the strong?"

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