Chapter 1222: Federation Headquarters

Hearing these voices,

Lin Lao frowned and said nothing.

Looking at them, those speaking were all scions of noble families.

The noble families used a vast amount of Dragon Nation resources to cultivate them,

making them 'geniuses' in the eyes of the world.

Now, when they were needed most, they were making all sorts of excuses to shirk their responsibilities!

What was the use of cultivating such geniuses?

The resources Li Yao used were few and far between, and they were all obtained through equivalent exchange, or even premium exchange!

It could be said that

to this day, Li Yao's help to the Dragon Nation was far greater than the Dragon Nation's help to him.

Li Yao had only left for a moment,

and this group of people were like cats smelling fish,

grabbing onto any trace of a clue to seek some sense of presence,

as if doing so would make their inaction seem excusable?

If it weren't for the urgent situation,

he would have had a good talk with this group!

Lin Lao suppressed his anger. "Go to the border first."

The practitioners willing to enter the dungeon all used their own methods to rush toward the border, quickly disappearing from view.

Jingyu Martial Academy was not far from the border.

Practitioners rushing at full speed could arrive in at most five minutes.

Lin Lao suddenly called out: "Kong Jiamu, is it?"

"Hmm?" Kong Jiamu, who was about to leave, turned back. "Senior, is something the matter?"

Lin Lao patted the thin young man's shoulder, his expression gratified.

He came from a poor family and had no background, yet he stood out at the first opportunity.

There is no harm without comparison.

The more Lin Lao liked this young man, the more he loathed those noble scions.

"I'll be direct: your talent is good, but don't go to clear this dungeon."

"You should know that there is still a gap between you and them."

"Even if you wear quite good equipment, it still cannot bridge this gap."

Kong Jiamu lowered his head without refuting; he knew very well that what the other party said was the truth.

"Besides, your mana is already running low, right?"

"Study hard at Jingyu; I believe that one day you will be able to catch up to them."

"Li Yao thinks highly of you."

Hearing this, Kong Jiamu raised his head abruptly,

like a child who wasn't paid attention to suddenly being praised.

Hope flickered in his eyes: "Really?"

"Of course," Lin Lao said without hesitation.

"Good, I will definitely study hard! I won't go to clear the dungeon; I'll set off for the battlefield right now!"

"Hmm, go to the 【Wushan Battlefield】 in Sangyu City; that is Li Yao's hometown, and the monster levels are relatively low, suitable for you right now."

Kong Jiamu left.

Lin Lao swept a cold glance over the practitioners at the scene.

Most of these noble scions knew Lin Lao's identity.

Facing Lin Lao's gaze, they all hunched their necks, trying to minimize their presence.

Lin Lao snorted coldly and was about to leave

when a figure ran over from afar: "Senior, Senior!"

Lin Lao's eyebrows twisted.

When Li Yao wasn't by his side,