Lin Zifeng had just taken a seat when that woman Yu once again actively shifted her gaze toward him, giving him a deep look.
It made Lin Zifeng secretly chuckle, Is it because I’m too handsome? Or is it that the woman is attracted by my looks?
"This time we’re up against an international villain, the Heavenly Martial Society. What kind of plan does your Ability Society have? Isn’t it time to discuss this properly? That way, when the time comes, everyone can coordinate well to ensure a foolproof strategy."
Someone from the Martial Arts Alliance spoke out.
The eyes of the Wind, Yu, Thunder, and Fire suddenly turned in unison to the expert who had just threatened Lin Zifeng.
The man wore a black mask with a dragon pattern across his face, making his features indiscernible, but judging from his eyes alone, he didn’t seem to be very old.
"For this operation, our Ability Society has already made thorough plans. You from the Martial Arts Alliance just need to follow our plan. You don’t have to worry about anything else; leave it all to us at the Ability Society."
"Oh? Take charge of everything? Aren’t you getting a bit ahead of yourself with that statement?"
An irritable old man leaning against the cabin wall from the Martial Arts Alliance snorted coldly.
His aura burst forth, overwhelmingly more intense than the young man’s.
"Don’t forget, you’re just a bunch of information collectors. This mission has nothing to do with you. At most, you’ll just assist our Ability Society by collecting some simple intel."
It was still that same expert speaking.
Clearly, this guy was taking himself too seriously. Although masters from the Ability Society were formidable, someone as blindly pretentious as him was just being ridiculous.
Since there was a free show to watch, Lin Zifeng didn’t say anything and just watched silently as people from the Martial Arts Alliance and the Ability Society bickered. It was quite the rare spectacle.
"Tian Bao, sit down."
Yizheng said expressionlessly, "I don’t care who completes the mission this time. We in the Martial Arts Alliance just want to restore peace to the Empire. Our common enemy is the Heavenly Martial Society, and I hope everyone will focus all their efforts on them. Infighting will only harm our unity."
"Yizheng, I can’t help but find something odd in what you’re saying,"
The man representing Wind from Wind, Yu, Thunder, and Fire glanced at Lin Zifeng and said, "This mission was initiated by our Ability Society. You from the Martial Arts Alliance are just in charge of gathering intelligence. And now, you’ve brought along an unrelated person. Maybe we need to discuss and rethink this whole arrangement?"
Lin Zifeng’s brows slightly raised. Why did it feel like those words were aimed at him?
"Moreover, when facing a super villain like the Heavenly Martial Society, I hope we don’t get dragged down. I hope certain individuals will keep their tails between their legs and not show up. If the mission fails, your Martial Arts Alliance definitely won’t be able to bear the responsibility. In my opinion, you from the Martial Arts Alliance should just stay put on the plane, and report any mission intelligence to us the moment you have it..."
Lin Zifeng inwardly sneered with contempt.
Even a master of Yizheng’s caliber had been brought in, how could the mission be so simple?
In terms of strength, Lin Zifeng’s power was certainly not remarkable here, but Long Zaitian insisted on having him come along, which proved that the difficulty of the mission had already exceeded everyone present.
With Long Zaitian’s intelligence, what he was planning in secret was beyond Lin Zifeng’s ability to guess.