Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation     Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
However, this matter had nothing to do with Sammy Dudley and Hatcher Murphy.
What Braydon Neal really cared about was that the aristocratic families and the powerful families were interfering even in the annual martial arts examinations.
There were actually examinees who were harmed.
If Charles Lansky had not brought this up, no one would have cared or talked about it.
With the martial arts examination being held in such a way, in the future, would itinerant martial artists like Charles dare to participate in the martial arts examination?
Instead of doing this, the martial arts examination might as well be under the aristocratic familiesâ control.
It would just become the channel through which the powerful and aristocratic familiesâ descendants rise to power. It would cut off the opportunities of the other poor children.
These children would never have a chance to shine!
Bentley Johnson wiped the cold sweat off his face. He was probably panicking.
Braydon glanced at him coldly, his voice reverberating through the forest of the examination arena. âCharles Lansky, I, Braydon Neal, will give you an explanation for this!
âThe national martial arts examination cannot tolerate any blemishes. If they appear, I will erase them!
âIf I canât erase them, Iâll abolish the martial arts examination. I wonât let it become a special channel for the descendants of aristocratic families to advance!â
Braydonâs words resounded in the sky.
The sound waves were deafening.
In the forest, Charles could not help but be stunned. His pupils constricted as if he had thought of something.
âNeal⦠Neal!â he said in shock.
He did not dare to call him by his name.
Heather Sage chuckled softly. âItâs him. Your Royal Highness the Northern King. It looks like heâs going to interfere in this matter!â
âHey, big brother is a very good person!â Ginny Neal blinked and said seriously.
Charles felt goosebumps all over his body.
He knew that the white-robed youth behind these two girls had a very high status. Even Commander Dudley knelt down to greet him.
He must be a big shot.
However, Charles did not expect that this young man in white was actually the Northern King!
This was the king of the northern territory!
A genius of Hansworth, a living legend.
Which young martial artist did not view him as an idol?
Charles really did not expect this.
Under everyoneâs watchful eyes.
Braydon stood on the high platform with his hands behind his back. His white clothes fluttered in the wind, and his eyes were as sharp as swords. His thin lips moved slightly, and his indifferent voice resounded through the sky like thunder.
âWhere is the dark division in the Hamptons?â
Braydonâs words rang out.
More than 200 black-clothed martial artists who were hidden in the dark appeared in an instant.
Without exception, they were from the dark division.
The martial arts examination was extremely important. Moreover, there were thousands of family members of the examinees here, and so many martial artists were gathered here.
How could the dark division not send people to supervise and prevent riots?
Once a large-scale martial arts rebellion occurred and caused chaos, the
Central Plains main team and the dark division would be held responsible!
Hundreds of people from the dark division appeared, cupped their fists and knelt on one knee. They shouted, âAll the members of the dark division of the Hamptons pay their respects to Lord Northern King!â
âHarlan Jones, the head of the dark division of the Hamptons, greets Lord Northern King!â
It was a fair and feminine young man wearing black sportswear. He was thin and had delicate features like a girl.
He was born with phoenix eyes. He walked up to the high platform, and he slightly bowed and cupped his hands.
The leader of the provincial dark division was not a low position!
The entire place was silent.
The family members of the examinees were all stunned.
Especially the Youngblood familyâs white-haired old man and the others. Their eyes revealed fear as they looked at the white-robed youth on the high platform.
He was the Northern King!
No wonder he was so domineering just now.
No wonder the capitalâs special envoy Jordyn Quimby, the captain and commander of the Central Plains main team, and Commissioner Johnson would listen to his orders.
That was the Northern Kingâs order!
How would they dare disobey his orders?
The Youngblood familyâs martial artists were in shock.
At this moment, they were all afraid. They realized how suicidal their actions just now were!
Everyone was watching.
Braydon placed his hands behind his back and said softly, âI need you to do something. Before that, how can I trust you?â
âLord Northern King, you can rest assured. The many factions are fighting against each other. However, the dark division is loyal to the capital and monitors the martial artists of the world. If it is beneficial to the country, regardless of which lord gives the order, the dark division will follow the order,â
These were the words of the effeminate youth, Harlan.
However, this was not enough. It was far from enough!
Harlan smiled gently and said, âDoes Lord Northern King still not believe me?â
Braydon stood with his hands behind his back and did not speak.
Then, under everyoneâs gaze.
Harlan saluted Braydon with the Northern Army military salute, his movements smooth and skillful.
The next moment, he shouted, âNorthern Armyâs hidden agent, Harlan Jones, greets the commander!â
This sentence silenced the entire place.
The wind blew, sweeping up the fallen leaves and causing them to fall.
Bentley widened his eyes and felt a chill run down his spine.
Harlan, the head of the dark division in the Hamptons, was actually a hidden agent from the Northern Army?
How far did the Northern Army extend their hands?
The capital envoy, Jordyn, was dumbfounded and did not come back to his senses for a long time.
Sammy and Hatcher were both shocked.
However, Sammy was someone who had done undercover work before, so he quickly accepted it.
Harlan took off the silver pendant on his neck, which was a small golden Qilin. He handed it over with both hands and said softly, âCommander, do you trust me now?â
âCommander, the golden Qilin is real. The serial number is BL112. To access the secret database, you need to have the permission of an S-rank!â
Sammy said softly.
The outside world thought that the Northern Army had 100,000 hidden agents who were spread all over the world.
In fact, the number of hidden agents had already reached 800,000!
Each of the 800,000 hidden agents had a number.
The identities of the top 100 of the hidden agents were all top secret in the Northern Army.
Other than Braydon and the commanders of the ten armies, no one else could read it.
The higher the serial number of the hidden agent, the more ruthless the person was, and the higher the level of confidentiality of his identity.
Who was hidden agent number one?
It was still a mystery!
The identities of the top ten hidden agents were top secret, and the outside world would not know about them.
A total of 800,000 hidden agents, and Harlanâs serial number was BL112, which was already very impressive.
There was no other reason but one.
The top 100 hidden agents were all not in the country.
Apart from the hidden agents like Harlan, there was also the top-secret hidden agents in Luther Cardenâs hands.
Now, Harlan was very valiant. He forcefully revealed himself, obviously forcing Braydon to do something.
His identity had been exposed. It meant that he could not continue on as a hidden agent. He wanted to be taken back to the Northern Army. But even if he could no longer be a hidden agent, he could still be an open agent.
Braydon turned around and took the golden Qilin. After staring at it for a long time, he returned it to Harlan and said softly, âInvestigate the martial arts examinations in the three provinces of the Central Plains. Dig up all the incidents that happened in the past ten years!â
âCan you take me back to the northern territory after Iâm done?â Harlan straightened his neck and asked, âOtherwise, I wonât do it!â After saying that.
Harlan said in a low voice, âItâs been seven years since I went from a small member of the city-level dark division to the leader of the dark division in the Hamptons. Iâm the leader of the 23 provincial dark divisions in the 23 provinces!
âOne of the nine divisions in the capital wanted to transfer me to the capital two years ago. Even if I was promoted, I didnât dare to go. If I went, it would be even more impossible for me to return to the northern region!â
Harlan said seriously.
The higher the position of the hidden agent, the more valuable it would be. The northern territory would not be able to recall it.
That was why Harlan did not dare to go to the capital to take up a position there!