"Heh, truly strong indeed," Su Chuanyun sneered, then asked, "Even so, why was the Transition Gate entrusted to you for protection? Isn't the empire aware of a slave's hatred for it?"
"You need to understand that at that time, my death was certain because I was responsible for destroying the Transition Gate. Hence, I and two others were War Slaves."
"So, you acted only because you didn't want to die; you surrendered and concocted this story."
"Yes, I indeed did not want to die because my dream had yet to be fulfilled. But this story is true; I also have some fame within the empire, and you can confirm this intelligence through interrogation."
Su Chuanyun was at a loss for words and turned his gaze to Ji Xinghe.
So did everyone else.
The story was over, and it was, of course, time to make a decision. The only one who could make that decision was Ji Xinghe. Not even the South Sky Gate headquarters could manage it, as this was his Independent Group.
"Come here."
