"Yes, is there a problem?"

"If John himself leads the team, unless Feng Yi is still alive, or they suppress the Blazing Legion through armed force, this situation is unsolvable—farewell."

"Hey, wait, wait, wait..." Just as Blade Warrior cut off the communication, Zhan Yu said quite a few "waits" just like Wu Tian.

"Is there anything else?"

"At least finish what you were saying."

Upon hearing this, Blade Warrior couldn't help but let out a light sigh, "I'm not very familiar with John, but I do know a bit about him. He was once the leader of the rebels, fought countless battles big and small, a veteran who climbed out from piles of the dead. He's ruthless and leaves no room for error. Feng Yi once said of John that he dares to think, act, fight, and risk, and his thoughts are meticulous and spare no cost. In one sentence, he's daring enough to rebel and won't listen to persuasion. Unless it's someone he truly respects, no one can manage him, and no one can persuade him."

Hearing Blade Warrior's explanation, many people in the room felt a chill down their spine. How did the Blazing Legion come to have such a guy as their leader? But apart from John, who else could keep in check a rough and unruly force like the Blazing Legion?

It can be said that Feng Yi did not pursue Jade Clear Sect over this matter, precisely because he has a broad mind, long-term vision, and unparalleled wisdom, knowing that Jade Clear Sect had no intentional wrongdoing. This situation, even for Kexiao, would not likely lead to an armed attack, as it could lead to outright war between the two nations.

But John is different. In the chaos of war, only the fittest survive. The harsh law of survival in the resistance movement has made him adopt another set of principles of action. Moreover, a comrade-in-arms who has been born and faced death together like Feng Yi, who also liberated Mardis, in other words, Feng Yi is his faith.

It is precisely because John has experienced years of war and understands its cruelty that he cherishes the current peace all the more. However, all of this is predicated on certain foundations—peace was brought by Feng Yi, life was given by Feng Yi. When faith is shattered and lines are crossed, the John of that time will reveal his true ferocity and retaliate without restraint. Nobody could persuade him.

Unless John annihilates everyone from Jade Clear Sect and his rage subsides, only then would he consider the disputes of interest between the two nations. In John's heart, the status of Feng Yi not only surpasses peace itself but even surpasses himself.

And from the battle with the Zana Super Fleet, it is not hard to see that John is not only a capable warrior but also skilled in the use of troops. Those high-ranking generals who are all talk are no match for John. This aspect, although accounting for the collective combat strength of the Blazing Legion—with the saying that 'darkened strength doubles, while lightened strength wanes by a third'—it also indirectly attests to John's personal command talent.

The reason why John hadn't shown his outstanding side initially was not because his abilities were not exceptional. If his capabilities were indeed not outstanding, he would not have become the leader of the rebels. It's well known that during the chaos of war, John's ability to contend with Saudi year in and year out was due to his exceptional leadership and his rugged, iron-blooded military style.

In the Blazing Legion, John's excellence is completely overshadowed by the even more brilliant Feng Yi.

Who is Feng Yi? A Federation special commando who could infiltrate behind enemy lines and charge through the frontlines, a distinguished leader that gave Kexiao no end of trouble. John's personal capabilities are at most on par with Amelia, and he hasn't received a professional education. In a real battle, he might suffer a little loss, but does that mean John is not impressive?

On the contrary, compared to John are Kexiao and Feng Yi. If it were these two men, there might really not be anyone in the world who could suppress John strategically. Compared to those young upstarts, John has fought more battles than they have heard stories.

This is precisely why the Zana Republic's support fleet suffered a devastating loss; the various theories from the textbooks are worthless on the real battlefield. They thought too simply of John and also too simply of the Blazing Legion. If John is determined to annihilate Jade Clear Sect, nobody can stop him. If one must name someone who could, it would probably only be Kexiao.

Thus, Blade Warrior has no need to waste time on this matter. Her advice only consists of three sentences, eight words: give up, it's hopeless, farewell.

But she's not truly heartless. Staying with Feng Yi for a long time would change anyone, whether it's Sky Shadow or Kexiao, and Blade Warrior is no exception. Thinking of the favor of the Mengdie Photon Crystal, she just said indifferently, "Forget it, I can give it a try, attempt to contact Hugo, only..."

"Just what?"

"Just, don't get your hopes up." In fact, the Blade Warrior also felt there wasn't much hope, but out of consideration for the relationship, he had to act as if a dead horse was a live horse to be treated medically.

Consequently, the Blade Warrior disconnected the communication and, through the Star Domain Broadcast, made a connection to Hugo, which required some time.

20 minutes later, a murderous pursuit squad finally intercepted 5 shuttle crafts midway. When the docking corridor opened, fully-armed elite soldiers poured into the civilian shuttles, one after another. Gazing at that cold, icy high-energy ray laser guns, countless disciples of the Jade Clear Sect had their scalps tingle.

Even the Guardian Elders couldn't evade such advanced weapons, let alone them. Judging from the elite soldiers' movements, each had strength not inferior to a Rank 3. Moreover, what they excelled at was long-range targeted shooting. If anyone resisted on the spot, laser beams would instantly turn that person into roast meat.

A hulking soldier, who appeared to be the captain, strode into the corridor, his military boots clinking crisply against the floor. The man's face was unseen, masked by his protective helmet, but his voice was especially cold, "Where's your manager? I want a direct conversation with him," the soldier said, approaching a disciple of the Jade Clear Sect.

A female disciple hesitated briefly, struggle evident on her pretty face. She shook her head, "I don't know."

Pch-hrumph!

As soon as she finished speaking, before her words even fell, the woman's body was pinned against the wall some ten meters away by the captain's unexpectedly fierce kick, slowly collapsing to the ground, vomiting blood.

The Flaming Legion's style was brutish to the extreme. They definitely wouldn't reason with you. They followed orders, were sincere to their comrades, and struck at their enemies. These principles had always been the creed of the legion. If you asked what reason was, the barrel of a gun was reason enough, and the most significant difference between a soldier returning from the battlefield and the regular troops was their unorthodox approach to matters.

This man, seeming to be the captain, had not a shred of compassion or mercy, striding forward. He grabbed the previously mentioned woman's collar and calmly continued asking, "Where's your manager? I want a direct conversation with him."

However, the woman had already passed out completely, with no reaction other than still breathing.

Truly can't take a hit, knocked out by one kick, not even the resilience of an average soldier. Although the Flaming Legion was ruthless, they clearly had no habit of abuse. Their rage triggered their fighting spirit, and they casually tossed the woman aside like an object and proceeded to the next person, saying, "Where's your manager?"

The man turned green with fear, hastily explaining, "Big brother, I'm just an outer-door disciple, squeezed in here since I came in. I've never even seen what the sect leader looks like, let alone search for anyone. I really don't know."

The captain simply looked at him calmly. He saw panic and sincerity in the other's eyes and, without paying any further attention, continued his stride. The steps finally paused beside an inner-door disciple who looked different from the rest, "You answer my question."

"Eh, eh, eh, why me?" The woman, usually high and mighty in her daily life, had her voice change, and as she recalled the kick from just moments ago, her mind was stampeded by countless alpacas.

"I'll ask one last time."

The captain did not bother to explain why, instead emphasizing the previous sentence.

The woman in her heart didn't doubt that if she didn't speak, or if she avoided answering, the other party might just blow a hole through her.

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