Chapter 502: Alien Master

Hearing that the quota had been reduced, smiles appeared on everyone's faces, hard to suppress.

Even the group leader Zhao Shizhang's weathered face broke into a smile.

Although everyone knew that things were easier now, this ease did not come for free.

They would have to face stronger enemies.

But even if the quota had not been reduced, they would still have to fight as before.

At least being a little stronger now was a good thing.

Zhao Shizhang thanked him: "Thank you, Your Highness Zhao Quan, for your generosity. Our entire clan will certainly raise our strength as quickly as possible, so that we can serve you better."

A faint smile appeared on Zhao Quan's face.

"That's good. Did you all use the things I gave you last time? Any improvement?"

Zhao Shizhang nodded: "They were all distributed, everyone used them. Our strength is three points greater than before."

Besides Zhao Shizhang, the other clan elders also thanked Zhao Quan one after another.

Zhao Quan waved his hand: "These are all small matters. Build up your strength well these next few days. I've already caught the trail of a group of rats. Once we block up a few of their burrows, I'll have need of you."

"Understood. We will certainly do our best."

Zhao Quan nodded: "Fine, that's all for today. I'm leaving."

Zhao Quan turned and left.

Zhao Tan and several dozen black-armored soldiers immediately followed.

Zhao Shizhang also immediately followed in their footsteps.

Seeing the clan head follow, the other lords followed as well.

Zhao Chi also followed along in the crowd, greatly relieved in his heart.

It seemed the hurdle of killing Zhao Ji was passed.

The group walked all the way out of the public hall and onto the road.

Zhao Quan sat inside the spirit-energy car and was just about to start it when he saw another group of people appear beside him.

"Wait."

Zhao Quan raised his hand.

Everyone stopped.

Zhao Quan got out of the car, his brow furrowing.

"What are they here for?"

Everyone looked over.

That group in the distance numbered about fifty people.

At the very front were five people riding black steeds.

The four people on either side wore golden soft armor.

Their skin was fair and smooth, their features handsome and elegant — all of them nobles.

But the person right in the middle had a strange appearance.

His features were fine, yet somehow felt off.

He wore a strange suit of blue-green armor.

The cut was very odd, not a standard-issue armor.

Who was this person?

How could he walk right in the middle?

Even the nobles had to be at his side.

The soldiers behind them were also in two groups.

One group was the familiar noble black-armored soldiers.

But the other group also wore blue-green strange armor, and their helmets were especially large.

On the front of the helmets were two iron horns pointing skyward.

These people walked with a swagger, giving off an extremely carefree air.

Although Zhao Chi had never seen them before, he could guess.

These must be those alien races.

The scope of "alien races" was very broad.

Apart from humans, everything else could be called an alien race.

Elves, beastfolk, goblins, and so on were all alien races.

These intelligent races each had their own gathering places, their own cities.

They too fought against magical beasts everywhere.

These races also had many lords, who opened up territories through World Stones.

They were in a competitive relationship with humans.

Wars breaking out were very common.

After all, each side considered the other magical beasts, so attacking or exterminating them was only natural.

But these who had come now — it was unclear what alien race they were.

They looked not much different from humans, except their looks were truly not good.

Those people quickly drew near.

The noble riding on the left said to the person in the middle: "Master Mu Chang, this is the place. We've arrived just in time — the Zhao clan has already gathered."

The person in the middle nodded: "Very good. Forward!"

Those people all dismounted and walked over.

Zhao Quan went to meet them head-on.

Zhao Tan and Zhao Mu followed closely behind.

Zhao Shizhang stayed where he was.

He knew that in this situation, he had no right to go over.

Zhao Quan said, displeased: "Du Li, what are you coming to my place for?"

The nobleman on the left, Du Li, said disdainfully: "What about it? You've got something shameful to hide? Don't dare let people come?"

Zhao Quan snorted: "Our Holy Flame Clan is nothing like your Eastern Nether Clan — if you've got something to say, spit it out."

Du Li said: "Do I even need to say it? The higher-ups invited Master Mu Chang over to assist the investigation — what could your amateurish skill possibly find, fart all?"

Zhao Quan sighed.

Then he said: "Master Mu Chang, I'll get this village figured out — don't listen to their nonsense."

Master Mu Chang forced a smile.

One could tell he didn't speak very smoothly, but he spoke slowly and clearly.

"It's fine, I've come to help you handle it. I hope Your Highness Zhao Quan won't mind."

Zhao Quan said: "This village is my responsibility. The Zhao clan is my vassal clan. I can handle it perfectly well — no need to trouble yourself."

Du Li said: "Zhao Quan, don't you know in your heart why I came? I came on the orders of the higher-ups to invite Master Mu Chang to inspect the nearby villages — these villages are prime suspects. Your vassal clan can't be inspected?"

Zhao Quan sighed again.

He turned around and said to Zhao Shizhang: "Clan Leader Zhao, take the lords of your clan back — we need to inspect once more."

Zhao Shizhang nodded, gave a wave, and everyone returned to the courtyard of the public hall.

Zhao Chi's heart pounded fiercely.

Where the hell did this damn Master Mu Chang pop out from?

Where did he even come from?

He had no idea what powerful methods this man had.