"Nonsense!" Qu Jianlei raised a hand and shut the door without another word, "Did the Anomalous Managent Division ever send a silver coin?"
To be fair, the Anomalous Managent Division indeed has the authority to requisition local Awakened.
But whether the Awakened are willing to comply is another matter entirely.
This departnt deals with a lot of secretive affairs, and so Awakened don’t like trouble, so they really don’t want to get involved with them.
However, if the Anomalous Managent Division has a conscription order from top to bottom, then it’s an Imperial authority request, and no one can refuse.
But in those cases, it’s not mbers of the governnt or the military who co with the notification, so how does it relate to the Divine Text Association?
Of course, when things are urgent, exceptions can be made.
However, the Divine Text Association should consider that doing so would risk offending taboo — this organization is already beyond reform!
In short, as long as it’s not a military warship pressing down, Qu Jianlei’s refusal ans no one could force him.
The privilege of a Supre is not just empty words.
In fact, Qu Jianlei didn’t think that much, and he didn’t have a very clear understanding of the Imperial governnt system either.
He thought very simply: I’m just a wild Supre, anyone who wants to requisition is dreaming!
If they’re not satisfied, they can fight , and even if I can’t win, I can still run, can’t I?
After all these years, he’s beco accustod to hiding and fleeing, so it doesn’t hurt to run away once more.
"You!" Golf squinted in anger, then turned to glance at his companion.
The B-level woman whose arm was torn off was receiving ergency treatnt from a companion. She was already unconscious, but the wound... was really hard to bandage.
They were lifting her into the car to get her to the hospital as soon as possible.
Then he saw, not far away, the City Guard was watching the commotion with enthusiasm.
— Never mind that it’s the City Guard from the Central Star; it’s not every day you see an altercation between Supres.
He stomped his foot in anger and snorted coldly, "What are you waiting for? Force your way in!"
If the other party dared to target the governnt’s security forces, he would naturally find suitable candidates to help.
The City Guards truly didn’t expect that watching the excitent would lead to sothing.
— On the opposite side is a Supre; the strongest in the squad is just a C-level, not even a B-level mber, and you want us to force our way in?
This isn’t the way to seek death!
After a mont of silence, the squad leader spoke up, "My lord, this is the domain of Earl Hain, protected by the governnt."
The ownership of this manor had actually changed hands, but whether he was aware of it or not, pretending not to know would suffice, wouldn’t it?
Moreover, even if the place was handed over, it must have been given to a friend, and forcing their way in still ant showing disrespect to the Imperial Count.
Golf was about to continue speaking when a mild pressure descended from above.
Still the aura of a Supre, but slightly different from Rhodiola rosea’s aura.
A voice spoke faintly, "Stop ordering others to risk their lives. If you dare, try forcing your way in."
It was the Paranoid, who was cultivating, and had to stop due to Bentley’s reminder.
He had been adjusting the affinity and cherished such an opportunity, so being interrupted made him quite angry.
Indeed, there was a second Supre! Golf composed himself and spoke calmly, "May I ask your na?"
"Asking my na? You’re not qualified!" The Paranoid’s voice was very calm, "If you dare to force your way in, I’ll tell you!"
His response was calm, but Golf could clearly sense a faint hint of killing intent in the other’s thoughts.
He pondered for a mont, snorted coldly, and turned to leave, "Looks like we still need the Planet Governnt to step in."
Even Supres were afraid, and seeing this, others had no choice but to follow suit and leave.
"Tch," the Paranoid snorted with disdain, "This Divine Text Association group is really getting worse with each generation."
The insult in these words was strong, but anyone with any sense would realize: this person is definitely not unfamiliar with the Divine Text Association’s structure.
Perceiving that they had left, Qu Jianlei shook his head and walked into the courtyard.
Seeing Claire with shining eyes, he smiled, "Consider it taking revenge for you, right?"
"Yes," Claire nodded with a joyful smile, "As expected of our boss."
Then her expression turned serious, "Boss, it really wasn’t who was impolite first, it was that woman..."
"No need to explain," Qu Jianlei waved his hand and spoke lightly, "I believe you."
"Besides, this is our doorstep, even if our people went a little overboard, it’s not up to them to criticize!"
Claire heard this and exclaid, "It’s not about speaking, they actually made a move."
Xiao Qin shook his head and said with a smile, "They shouldn’t even be speaking, let alone taking action."
Clearly, the boss stepping in to save face lifted everyone’s spirits significantly.
However, Flower Scorpion asked, "Boss, should we prepare to leave?"
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Chapter 769 Speechless (Requesting double monthly tickets on the third update)
Flower Scorpion asked this not out of cowardice, but because they’ve been through too many similar situations.
It’s called preparation for a rainy day, and it has nothing to do with courage; on the Wasteland, those without such awareness usually die quickly.
Qu Jianlei glanced at her and smiled slightly, "You should all prepare a bit; I do want to confront them."
"Prepare for what?" The Paranoid landed gracefully, his face full of indignation, "Just do it and be done with them!"
Previously, he didn’t understand Rhodiola rosea’s thoughts, so he didn’t want to state his opinion. Since the other party was inclined to take tougher actions, he would certainly support that.
He was never one to tolerate injustice, especially since he was now using the Spirit Gathering Array to match his body, and it was also at a critical mont.
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