” ‘What is a consultant?’ Ye Wanwan asked curiously.
‘In the Independent Twelve States, each state’s arbitration council appoints a consultant, essentially someone who reports on the state’s situation to the council,’ said the head of the Nie family.
‘How does the Martial Arts Alliance Guild compare to the arbitration council?’ Ye Wanwan continued to inquire.
With Ye Wanwan’s question, the head of the Nie family’s mother smiled faintly and said, ‘Worry not, the Martial Arts Alliance Guild is just an individual power. In reality, every state has similar powers like the Martial Arts Alliance Guild, and these powers are essentially imitations of the arbitration council.’
Hearing the explanation from the head of the Nie family’s mother, Ye Wanwan finally understood. In essence, one could think of the arbitration council as the legitimate version, while powers like the Martial Arts Alliance Guild were more like knock-offs…
‘Worry not, give it your all, and in the future, you might become a consultant for our Independent State. Among the Independent Twelve States, only our state lacks a consultant for now,’ the head of the Nie family said with a smile.
‘Um…’ Ye Wanwan suddenly felt overwhelmed. Her martial arts skills couldn’t compare to her older brother Nie Wuming, and even if she had a slightly higher intelligence, it was all achieved through shameless tactics. That arbitration council sounded so prestigious; they probably wouldn’t look kindly on someone like her.
After having dinner with the head of the Nie family and his mother, Ye Wanwan drove back to the Fearless Alliance.
Now, the Fearless Alliance had become nothing more than an empty shell, with only a handful of people left. Even Da Bai and Birus had been transferred to the headquarters of the Death Rose.
“Feng Jie, you’re back!”
Upon seeing Ye Wanwan, a young man wrapped in bandages and limping appeared beside her.
“Who are you?” Ye Wanwan looked puzzled.
“It’s me… Feng Jie, it’s me, Bei Dou! Can’t you recognize my voice anymore?” Bei Dou hurriedly spoke.
“Who? Bei Dou?!” Ye Wanwan stared at Bei Dou, completely baffled. After not seeing him for a few hours, how did he end up like this?
“Who beat you?” Ye Wanwan asked.
“No… no one beat me. I did it myself… I received information from my sources that the old man from the main branch is back, so I made myself look more battered. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be convincing!” Bei Dou explained.
Hearing Bei Dou’s words, Ye Wanwan gave him a thumbs up and nodded, “Well done.”
“Feng Jie, it was necessary,” Bei Dou chuckled.
“Let’s go, let’s meet that old man,” Ye Wanwan said to Bei Dou.
…
In the meeting hall.
Ye Wanwan, accompanied by the heavily bandaged and limping Bei Dou, entered the meeting hall.
At this moment, the elder of the main branch and several other main branch members were already in the meeting hall.
Seeing Ye Wanwan, the elder of the main branch smiled faintly and said, “Miss Bai, playing it this way seems rather uninteresting, doesn’t it?”
“Playing it this way?” Ye Wanwan stared at the elder of the main branch. “What do you mean by that? What have I done?”
“Hehe, Miss Bai, leaving aside everything else, your Fearless Alliance couldn’t even defeat a recently established small faction and was instead completely wiped out?”