All of the disciples from Dispatch and Pilot Assistance stopped in place, expressions of reverence on their faces. One person in the crowd recognized who this person was, and immediately offered a respectful salute.

“Greetings, Honor Guard Li.”

Meanwhile, Zhao Zhongheng flew out from inside the Dispatch Division, looking a bit taken aback. Once outside, he bowed respectfully to the figure hovering above.

Xu Qing was shocked by all this. He could sense the spectacular fluctuations coming from this Honor Guard Li. And given that his memories of Patriarch Golden Vajra Warrior were still fresh, he was certain Honor Guard Li was much stronger.

Meanwhile, Honor Guard Li looked around coldly and said, “I’m here with orders from Elder Zhao. All disciples from the Dispatch Division and the Pilot Assistance Division who participated in the fighting will be fined three months’ salary. Furthermore, Pilot Assistance will receive the same incentive as before! Zhao Zhongheng, Elder Zhao wants to see you. Come with me!”

Although Honor Guard Li kept his face expressionless when he looked at Zhao Zhongheng, inside, he was feeling very disappointed. He knew exactly what the problem was here: Zhao Zhongheng was the grandson of an elder, but he was also an idiot. He was a conclave disciple with a spectacular background,...