The mortal village isn't without its own storms.
Inside, it's split into two factions.
One side follows the rules of the ancestors and the teacher, guarding the mortal village for generations—never stepping foot outside!
The other side wonders why, if the villagers are so strong, they should be cooped up here at all.
Wouldn't leaving mean crushing everyone else in this star region?
That way, not only would there be resources, but real power too!
The village chief's camp, of course, is the first kind.
And when they mention the He family, that's obviously the second.
"But really, what gave them the guts to openly go against the teacher now? And why are they getting so brazen about it?"
The village chief's face darkened. "Go to the He family, bring Old He to see the teacher!"
The middle-aged man nodded.
At this moment, Lu Chang'sheng stood up. "Village chief, I'll take my leave now."
