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Tianque City, Tiange Grand Hall.

As Jiang Chuan passed through the massive bronze gate, which was covered with war reliefs, led by two guards, there were already twelve figures sitting behind a round table inside the hall.

The twelve celestial generals, the highest holders of federal power, were all present at this moment.

"General Jiang, please take a seat."

Zhou Tianyan's voice came from the head seat at the north end of the round table; it was old but still loud.

The old man, who had led the Federation for nearly a century, was wearing a brand-new deep purple marshal's robe today, the golden star emblem on his chest gleaming warmly in the sunlight streaming through the palace roof.

His gaze fell on Jiang Chuan, and he nodded slightly, a rare smile appearing on his lips.

Jiang Chuan's gaze slowly swept over the twelve figures beside the round table.

It paused for a moment when it scanned one of the empty seats.

That was the thirteenth seat.

The newly engraved inscription on the chair back still gleamed with a fresh metallic sheen: The thirteenth Heavenly General, Jiang Chuan.

Qin Tianheng sat in the seventh seat, his face glowing, his eyes filled with undisguised pride as he looked at Jiang Chuan.

Murong Jin sat in the tenth seat, his expression as cold and stern as ever, though the fingers gripping the armrest of the seat were slightly white.

Du Beiheng sat in the position designated for the first day.

He grinned at him.

That smile carried a ruggedness and satisfaction unique to veteran soldiers.

"The conferment ceremony shall now begin."

Zhou Tianyan slowly stood up, held up a Heavenly General Badge made entirely of dark gold meteorite iron in both hands, and personally walked to Jiang Chuan.

He did not have his attendants do it for him, but instead, as a marshal, he personally pinned the badge to Jiang Chuan's chest.

"Jiang Chuan, from this day forward, you are the thirteenth official Heavenly General of our Federation."

The old man's voice echoed throughout the hall, each word carrying a heavy weight: "May you never forget your original aspirations, protect my people, defend my territory, and create my future."

Jiang Chuan punched his right fist into his left chest, giving a standard federal military salute:

"Jiang Chuan, I obey."

The twelve heavenly generals rose at the same time.

Right fist to the chest.

We pay the highest military salute to this youngest general in the history of the Federation.

Even Murong Jin hesitated for only half a breath before standing up as well.

The conferment ceremony was simple and solemn, without any unnecessary formalities.

This is Zhou Tianyan's intention.

Jiang Chuan's military achievements need no further embellishment; giving him the highest level of respect is the best recognition he can receive.

After the ceremony, Zhou Tianyan dismissed the other heavenly generals, leaving only Jiang Chuan in the hall.

Only two people remained in the empty hall.

Zhou Tianyan sat back in the main seat, raised his eyelids and looked at the young man in front of him who was a head shorter than him but already stood at the top of the federal power.

"Let's talk about the Lin family first."

Jiang Chuan was slightly taken aback, then nodded.

"Two weeks ago, while handling a batch of border smuggling cases, the procuratorate unexpectedly discovered a secret letter between the Lin family and the Blood Cat Clan. The letter contained information about the transaction of border defense maps for the Southern Theater Command..."

Jiang Chuan was silent for two seconds, then gave a soft "hmm," showing no surprise.

"The procuratorate followed the clues."

"A large amount of evidence of contact with foreign races was found in the underground secret room of the Lin family's old mansion."

"Including a list of strategic materials sold by the Lin family to the Blood Cat Clan over the past two decades, a timetable for the troop movements at the border, and several confidential letters that have not yet been sent, which involve intelligence related to internal federal decision-making."

Zhou Tianyan said calmly, "The evidence is irrefutable. The procuratorate has detained all 47 core members of the Lin family, including Lin Canglan and Lin Tianzheng. All of the Lin family's properties have been seized and confiscated. Murong Tian personally signed the arrest warrant. Instead of following the usual judicial procedures, he directly invoked the special wartime regulations."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chuan's heart stirred slightly.

The arrest warrant was personally signed by Murong Jin?

This is the tenth day general.

It has always been the Lin family's biggest backer within the Federation.

The Lin family has been able to stand strong in Tianque City for so many years because of Murong Jin's influence in the Procuratorate.

And now, the one who personally uprooted the Lin family is none other than this old backer.

He remained silent for a few moments, then slowly nodded:

"I see."

Zhou Tianyan looked into his eyes, and a barely perceptible hint of approval flashed deep within those cloudy old eyes.

He had thought that Jiang Chuan would ask for details and would demand to personally deal with the remnants of the Lin family.

even.

They will question why the federal government has been so slow to act.

But Jiang Chuan didn't ask anything; this young man truly understood.

What I understand is not the Lin family case itself, but the deeper logic behind the whole thing.

When your strength and influence are insufficient to shake a community of shared interests.

No matter how much evidence you produce.

It's nothing more than going around in circles within rules set by others.

The Lin family has been able to stand tall in Tianque City for decades not because of their clean hands and feet, but because of their intricate network of relationships and interests.

When he handed over the eight SS-level inheritances.

The Federation was shaken.

But those in high positions, after weighing the pros and cons in their minds, chose to remain inactive.

Because at that time, Jiang Chuan was just a potential genius.

The Lin family is an old tree that has been rooted in Tianque City for decades.

The interests involved in the Donglin family are too numerous.

The cost is too high.

not worth it.

But the situation is different now.

He is now the thirteenth official Heavenly General of the Federation, the "Hero of the North" who wiped out the Corpse Dog Clan, and a supreme fighter who commands the Fierce Dragon Commando Team and whose own combat power is enough to crush the peak of the eighth rank.

Between him and the Lin family, the Federation no longer needs to weigh the options, because his individual worth already surpasses the accumulated wealth of the entire Lin family over generations.

He didn't need to say it himself.

There's no need for him to take action.

Those who had previously turned a blind eye to the Lin family would rush to remove this thorn in his side, thus proving their stance and loyalty to him.

Murong Jin was simply the one who reacted the fastest and acted the most ruthlessly.

The essence of power is never how many people you can command, but how many people need your approval.

When your very existence is enough to tip the scales of an era, everyone will voluntarily clear obstacles from your path.

Zhou Tianyan did not dwell on this topic.

He stood up, walked to Jiang Chuan, and his eyes became serious: "The second matter concerns the Federation's external teleportation array."

Jiang Chuan's gaze sharpened slightly; he had been waiting for this moment for so long.

Zhou Tianyan seemed to have some unspeakable difficulties.

He hesitated.

Finally, he said, "Why don't you come with me and take a look first?"

"Um?"

Seeing his reaction, Jiang Chuan felt a sense of foreboding. Zhou Tianyan did not offer any further explanation and turned to walk towards the back of the Tiange Hall.