"Yan He, you came back too?"
"Old Zhao, you were even earlier than me!"
...
"Hey, Star Lord Yu Heng has fallen. Doesn't that mean we're the only ones left in the Four Imperials without a Star Lord?"
"Brother Wang, in this situation, won't they reserve a Star Lord seat for us in the Vermilion Bird Imperial?"
"No, you've only been with the department for less than two years. The position of Star Lord is entirely based on strength. Otherwise, how can you convince others?"
"Is that so? I guess you're right."
...
In the Yan Court, forces were gathering.
People from New Dust Realm, Western Desert, the North, South Sea, and the East... returned continuously over these days.
All the special envoys who could come had returned.
Not for any other reason but for the upcoming selection of the Star Lord.
