When a collective organization grows to a certain size, it naturally forms several factions within.
There is both open strife and covert struggle between them.
From ancient times to the present, whether it's nations or federations, it's always been the same.
"Although I don't support internal conflict, the truth is, the Ether Association has always been engaged in it. Do as you like."
Chen Bojun suddenly asked, "By the way, how's that kid's injury?"
Lu Zijin thought of this, and a faint curve appeared on her crimson lips: "He just advanced to the Second Order Young Master rank, killed twelve of the same rank, and scared off a Fourth Rank Mad King. No injuries—not even a single strand of hair lost."
Chen Bojun gasped sharply.
