Faced with Kashu's provocation, Sal the Great Mage's white eyebrows twitched involuntarily.

His aura rapidly surged, sweeping through the entire castle basement as if it were tangible.

For a moment, the atmosphere became oppressively tense, as if a great battle was imminent.

"What now? You still want to fight? Yang Yan, step aside, if I don't beat the crap out of this old man today, he'll never understand why the flowers are so red."

At this moment, Kashu's aura also began to rise sharply, as he rolled up his sleeves and coldly spoke to Yang Yan, who was blocking his path.

"Alright, both of you calm down! We're here to discuss how to better facilitate the merging of the Hidden World with the present world, not to watch you two argue."

Beside them, an elderly man in a white clerical robe spoke in a deep voice.

Yang Yan turned his face and saw the elderly man, revealing a look of disdain.

"What is it, Moonlight, what does that expression mean?"

Although Yang Yan's expression only lingered on his face for a short time, the old man noticed it.

"It's nothing." Yang Yan smiled indifferently, "Besides, you'd better not talk to me, or I might not be able to resist giving you a beating."

"At that time, Christina would surely come looking for trouble with me. I'm afraid just thinking of it will make me lose control."

The old man's eyes glimmered with cold light, and he looked at Yang Yan coldly:

"Oh? Beat me? If you dare, go ahead and try!"

Yang Yan laughed coldly:

"If you weren't Christina's grandfather, I guarantee I'd beat you till you were crying out for mercy."

Upon hearing Yang Yan's words, the old man finally settled down.

Indeed, it wasn't just Yang Yan who found him displeasing; he too felt the same about Yang Yan.

However, neither could make a move due to Christina, and could only engage in verbal sparring.

"Uh... Is that it? Since neither of you likes the other, then fight! Why stop now? I'm waiting for the show!"

Kashu stood beside them, expressing his dissatisfaction.

"Alright, stop trying to sow discord. We're not going to fight. You always seem to relish chaos, one day you'll really need a proper lesson."

"Let's get back to the business at hand! We're indeed running out of time."

Yang Yan shook his head, somewhat helplessly reminding them.

"Really disappointing characters."

Kashu complained again but didn't say more.

"Alright, Moonlight is right, let's talk about business!"

As Yang Yan spoke, the space around the empty seats shuddered slightly, and one by one, consciousness projections began to appear.

They were all legendary Titled Powerhouses, projecting from afar.

"I believe you've all sensed it; the world has started to become unstable due to our large-scale entry. Do any of you have any solutions?"

A man with graying hair spoke in a deep voice.

"It's both simple and difficult. If we stop merging the Hidden World with the present world now, the outside world will stabilize."

Another projection immediately spoke.

"We must admit, this is the quickest solution."

"But since Hidden World has already begun merging with the present world, if we suddenly stop, many may not agree!"

"After all, those guys have been enjoying themselves during this time, and surely will not want to give it up."

Someone worriedly reminded.

"Heh! They're just a bunch of ants. If they disagree, just get rid of them."

Someone contemptuously said.

Another person revealed a bitter smile and spoke worriedly:

"Though I hate to admit it, our thoughts over the past two years have indeed been too idealistic."

"Despite the impending invasion from the Outer Realm, we've moved too quickly."

"Now, we're probably going to have to pay for our mistakes."

Someone scanned the room, frowning:

"So should we immediately stop the merging of Hidden World with the present world?"

The first man nodded:

"Yes, we must stop and wait for the world to adapt before attempting further merging."

As he spoke, someone immediately agreed:

"It's a good plan. But, what about those who don't want to stay in the Hidden World anymore?"

In the past two years, many Hidden World folks have received god-like treatment in the present world, and the peaceful life has rendered them unable to adapt to the killing in Hidden World.

If they're called back now, they certainly won't agree.

"We don't need their consent. We'll just notify them of our decision."

"If they refuse to return, they'll deal with the consequences themselves."

Most people were in agreement with this approach.

"Moonlight, what are your thoughts on our decision?"

Someone noticed Yang Yan hadn't reacted and wanted to hear his opinion.

"The Hidden World has always been run by you guys, make whatever decisions you want, it's none of my business. Also, there's no need to ask for my view."

Yang Yan shook his head.

"You got into a fight at a bar in England earlier, right? Did you call the other members of the Eight Kings?"

As Yang Yan's words faded, someone asked casually.

"Yes! I have some personal vendettas there. But that shouldn't concern your Arbitration Committee, right?"

Yang Yan glanced at the speaker, squinting slightly.

"The commotion you caused reached even England's capital."

"If Hidden World is full of people like you, our next actions will fail. So, we need your promise."

A projection looked at Yang Yan intensely, speaking seriously.

After this person spoke, others also turned towards Yang Yan.

Their thoughts were clear; if Hidden World was truly like this, the actions wouldn't succeed.

They all looked at Yang Yan, hoping for his commitment.

"Fine! I have no issues. I won't make any moves related to Hidden World moving forward."

"Of course, unless someone provokes me or those around me. If they do, I won't be able to hold back."

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