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Yangfeng.

Three hundred kilometers away from the Imperial Capital, there lies a scenically beautiful tourist city.

In a tea house called the Elegant Garden Tea House.

An elder and a youth were seated across from each other in a private room, sipping tea.

"Yuancheng, what exactly does Lin Hong want to do?" the elder asked.

"I can't see through it," the youth named Yuancheng shook his head, "Sir Long, however, based on his actions these days, destroying Green Star probably isn't aimless."

"Alas," the elder, addressed by the youth as Sir Long, sighed, holding his teacup with a deeply furrowed brow, "He keeps saying he wants to prolong the Alien Battlefield, but his actions become more extreme every time. He's too impetuous."