What? You opened a resort on the battlefield of all races?

Haichuan Mansion, the official residence of the mansion lord.

This is a vast, blue-black fortress-like building.

At the top of the fortress, a heavy mahogany door completely shuts out the noise of the outside world.

The office was spacious and empty, but the lighting was rather dim.

In the center of the room stood a black lacquered wooden desk that was several meters long.

Behind the large desk sat an elderly man with gray hair.

The old man was wearing a simple, dark gray robe, his back sinking deeply into a high-backed leather chair.

He lowered his head slightly, his hands clasped on the table. The skin on the back of his hands resembled dry tree bark, covered with dark brown spots.

Li Junshan, the prefect of Haichuan Prefecture.

"Knock, knock, knock."

A dull knock broke the deathly silence inside.

"Enter."

Li Junshan spoke in a somewhat hoarse voice.

The mahogany door was pushed open from the outside, and an attendant in a black uniform walked quickly to the ebony desk with his head down and stood there.

The attendant held up a black folder with both hands, leaned forward slightly, and respectfully handed it over.

"Lord Lord."

The attendant lowered his voice, his tone tinged with awe.

"Here's what you requested: detailed information about the newly appeared resort in the A4 core area of ​​the Battlefield of the Heavens."

Li Junshan stopped rubbing his fingers, slowly raised his head, and extended his withered right hand to take the black folder.

"Clatter".

Li Junshan did not rush to open the document in his hand.

He leaned back slowly, his gaze fixed on the cover of the folder.

The image on the monitor in front of him was reflected in his black pupils.

That was the first large-scale documentary and promotional film directed by Xu Tianlin, which was released after the previous competition ended.

"That's really amazing."

Li Junshan sighed softly, his withered lips parting slightly as he exhaled a breath of stale air.

"Ten times the cultivation speed, a hot spring that can heal any injury, and even an astonishing method to clear away the terrifying baleful aura of the battlefield..."

Li Junshan's fingers unconsciously tapped lightly on the mahogany armrest, producing a dull "tap, tap" sound.

"If only a place like this had appeared a few years ago."

As the video on the monitor finished playing, the bright reflection in Li Junshan's pupils disappeared.

Li Junshan withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and pinched the edge of the folder with his withered fingers, opening the cover.

The rustling sound of papers turning was particularly clear in the quiet office.

The document is extremely detailed, clearly categorizing and labeling information about all the resort's facilities.

The quantity, effects, and price are clearly stated.

If Xu Tianlin saw this, he would be overjoyed and would reprint it as a guide for staying at the resort.

Li Junshan's eyes swept across the lines of text, reading very quickly.

His fingers paused when his gaze fell on the special annotation on the last page of the document.

The annotations are marked in bold red font:

Currently, the resort is extremely overcrowded.

A large number of martial artists remained in the hall and surrounding area. Due to the extremely limited number of rooms available, even the most basic training room with a double bed had been inflated to more than ten times its original price by scalpers. Even so, very few people were willing to give up their spots.

As Li Junshan looked at the annotation, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

He closed the file.

"fine."

Li Junshan shook his head, his withered lips curving into a cold smile, and slowly closed the folder.

"The scale is limited, and the upper limit has been set."

He pushed the folder aside and placed his fingers interlaced on his abdomen.

"Although the product is amazing, its impact is not significant given its current size."

Just as Li Junshan closed the folder and finished speaking...

"Bang!"

The heavy mahogany door of the office was rudely pushed open from the outside without any prior notice or knocking.

The door slammed against the cushioning pad on the wall with a dull thud.

Li Junshan suddenly raised his head, his sharp gaze like two swords piercing towards the doorway.

Li Junshan frowned after recognizing the person who pushed open the door.

"You may leave."

He raised his right hand and casually waved it at the servant who had delivered the documents.

Then, Li Junshan looked at the figure that had suddenly rushed in, his tone somewhat low.

"Don't come here unless it's absolutely necessary, don't you know that?"

Standing in front of him was a young man who looked to be only twenty-two or twenty-three years old.

The young man was wearing a slightly casual black jacket, and his short hair was casually pulled back.

He was tall and slender, with an undisguised arrogance and swagger in his eyes.

Facing the cold gaze of the highest authority in Haichuan Prefecture, the young man showed no fear whatsoever; instead, he casually curled his lip.

He strode over to Li Junshan with an air of nonchalance.

"Don't get so angry, old man."

"Some minor issues have arisen at Haixinyan."

Upon hearing the words "Haixinyan," Li Junshan's fingers, which were resting on his abdomen, stiffened slightly.

"explain."

Li Junshan uttered a single word, his body still deeply slumped in the seat, not moving an inch.

"A bluefin whale of the Heavenly Sea Realm, for some unknown reason, ended up at the restriction."

The young man paused for a moment, his eyes fixed on Li Junshan.

"They attacked the barrier like madmen."

Li Junshan's eyelids twitched.

His old face, etched with deep wrinkles, remained as still as a dry well, utterly lifeless.

"You know what to do."

Li Junshan's voice remained calm.

"I've said it before, what's over there must be kept absolutely secret."

He finally raised his eyes, his gaze fixed intently on the young man's face.

"Anyone or person of a different race who gets close."

"Kill without mercy."

The young man looked at Li Junshan's emotionless eyes and shrugged boredly.

He braced himself against the back of the chair, stood up, and casually patted the dust off his jacket.

"Understood."

The young man turned around, waved to Li Junshan with his back to him, and strode towards the door.

"Bang."

The mahogany door was pulled open again and then slammed shut behind the young man.

With a click, the lock closed, and the office fell silent once more.

Li Junshan sat in a high-backed chair, quietly gazing at the tightly closed door.

a long time.

Li Junshan then slowly stood up from his chair, walked around the large ebony desk, and stepped into the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

Outside the window, one can see the vast and luxurious gardens of the lord's official residence.

Artificial hills stand tall, and exotic flowers and plants sway in the breeze. Squads of elite martial arts guards patrol the crisscrossing stone paths, maintaining a high level of vigilance.

In the distance, there is a continuous cluster of buildings in Haichuan Prefecture.

Li Junshan stood with his hands behind his back, his cloudy gaze fixed on the distant horizon.

"This resort..."

Li Junshan's withered lips trembled slightly, and his muttering voice sounded particularly low in the empty room.

"It couldn't have come at the right time."

He looked up at the thick layer of dark clouds in the sky.

He had a feeling.

The variables are increasing.

"Fortunately, time..."

Li Junshan slowly turned around, his back to the floor-to-ceiling window, and walked back to the huge desk.

"There's still time."