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Bamboo forest.
The aroma of tea wafted through the air.
"Old Su, you certainly hid deep enough. No wonder I couldn't find you after searching for a month."
The Golden Armored Creature smirked without true mirth and took a sip of the hot tea.
Su Qiansuan spoke calmly:
"Alright, let's be straightforward. I heard your conversation with Junior Brother Zhang—seems like your loyalty to the Federation isn't that strong after all."
The Golden Armored Creature pressed its lips together, then spoke softly:
"I am one of the Federation's masters, what do you mean by 'loyalty'?"
"Why deceive yourself?" Su Qiansuan sneered, "Serving tirelessly for tens of thousands of years and never receiving even a single Divine Medicine. Celestial Position is beyond your reach... Do you truly consider yourself a master of the Federation?"
The Golden Armored Creature fell silent.
