Lei Shen was irritated.
"Who is funding this Hong's empire nonsense?"
His agents had delivered a copy of the Martial Education Reform plan. The words sounded impossible—bloodline potions, cosmic reactors, simulated training.
And yet… Hong's name now commanded respect.
Even world leaders whispered it.
"If he really has such technology… he's not just strong. He's dangerous."
Lei Shen stepped outside, lightning crackling around him.
"Time to visit my old rival."