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Yang Ying continued to probe subtly.

Having extracted more information from Jeyuna, he privately felt there was truly no necessity for clarification afterward.

The True Humans had not visited the Orion Arm in twenty thousand years, and judging by Jeyuna’s words, the diplomatic relations between the Muge Star people and the Atlantean Empire were practically non-existent.

That meant even if he swaggered around disguised as a True Human, he wouldn't be exposed.

“Regarding my affairs, I hope you won't spread anything around,” Yang Ying said with a grave expression.

“I understand, Your Excellency.

The Terran Mercenary Group has always maintained strict confidentiality,” Jeyuna nodded.

She secretly suspected Yang Ying was sent by the Atlantean Empire on a covert mission to the Solar System and didn't want to reveal himself.

Naturally, she wouldn't voice this suspicion aloud.

Secrets.

Since he claimed to be a True Human, he could keep them if he wished.

Having received Yang Ying’s confirmation, Jeyuna was eager to return and report, but before leaving, she asked again, “Your Excellency, is there anything we can assist you with?” Yang Ying pondered for a moment, then a thought struck him: “I am unfamiliar with the Orion Arm.

I need a stellar map.

If your side could provide one, that would be marvelous.” “A stellar map?” Jeyuna frowned.

“If you require extreme precision, that might be impossible.

Exact stellar maps detailing each race’s territorial boundaries are held closely by the respective races themselves.

They are highly confidential documents.

Furthermore, the exploration of the entire Orion Arm is not yet complete.

After all, the Milky Way is vast—a hundred billion stars—and the Orion Arm encompasses a quarter of the galaxy.

To this day, huge unknown sectors await further investigation.” Yang Ying nodded and asked, “What if precision isn't the primary concern?” Jeyuna smiled.

“If precision isn't required, the Orion Arm Universal Basic Stellar Map will suffice.

With my clearance, I can provide you with a copy.” Jeyuna signaled Wu’an, who stood nearby.

The military official pulled a pendant from his pocket.

He was clearly a Muge Star person possessing psionic power.

He channeled a stream of mental energy into the pendant, which flashed with starlight before suddenly projecting outwards.

Centered around the pendant, a three-dimensional stellar map shaped like a hook materialized.

Distant, clustered stars rotated slowly upon it, making it appear as if the entire Orion Arm had converged within that single reception room.

Lines then appeared across the stellar map, with explanatory text linked to them.

However, the annotations were sparse—merely a place name accompanied by the name of the governing power in that region.

Of course, this text was in Muge Star script and would require translation.

Jeyuna extended a finger and tapped the inner curve of the hook, zooming the stellar map in, as if drawing the observer's perspective closer and closer, until the starscape became exquisitely detailed, finally focusing on a solitary blue planet.

“Look, this is Earth,” Jeyuna chuckled.

“Actually, this isn't even the most basic map.

The fundamental chart wouldn't normally include Earth; it only marks open planets where passing vessels can resupply.

However, for convenience, I marked Earth on this version.

If Your Excellency wishes to annotate any other planet on the map, it can be done easily.” Jeyuna gestured a few times, teaching Yang Ying how to operate the pendant displaying the Universal Basic Stellar Map.

After accepting the pendant, Yang Ying suddenly felt a pang of guilt toward Jeyuna.

He wasn't from Atlantis, yet he had lied about it.

The stellar map he held was essentially obtained through deception.

Jeyuna, moreover, had never done anything detrimental to him in the past; on the contrary, she had always dealt with the Terran faction with friendliness.

Viewed this way, his actions were decidedly unscrupulous.

But to return the pendant...

Yang Ying sighed inwardly: Very well.

Consider it a major favor owed to her.

If she needs anything in the future, I will assist her with all my might.

Besides, the most critical matter now was securing development space for the two insectoid races.

Once everything settled, he would eventually have to find an opportunity to clarify this matter with her.

Yang Ying escorted Jeyuna to the castle entrance.

He watched her board her vehicle and drive down the cobblestone path toward the port before turning back into the castle.

Yang Ying’s estate-city was orbiting Earth.

Shortly after Jeyuna departed, he returned to the planet, arriving back at the Muge Star Embassy on Union Island.

Although the great transformation was underway, Union Island remained peaceful and tranquil, seemingly cut off from the turmoil outside.

This location had once been the headquarters of the Earth United Government, now repurposed as the seat for the Provisional Government.

Yet, regardless of the ruling body, Grandmaster Cicerone Lanton, dispatched by the Psionic Temple, exerted an absolute deterrent influence here.

When the Provisional Government officials saw Master Lanton, fear flooded their eyes, though they managed to conceal it deep within their depths, daring not show it outwardly.

During the process of the upheaval, the purging of high-ranking government officials was a critical task.

On that one night, Union Island was almost entirely decimated; only those engaged in menial tasks like cleaning, or similar work unrelated to politics, were spared.

Master Lanton had not taken action against the residents of Union Island that night, but neither had she fulfilled her duty as their protector; she had not prevented the slaughter carried out by the "Heart-Slayers" on the island that night.

That night, Master Tushin landed on the east side of the island.

Without using Dizhi, he walked to the west side.

Along the way, his spirit soared, and his sword energy pierced the heavens.

If the ancients spoke of a knight killing a man in ten paces, today witnessed Tushin killing ten men in one stride.

Some people, upon seeing Master Tushin for the first time, were sliced in half by sword energy before they could even react.

Reaching the west side, Master Tushin departed, stepping onto the waves.

His figure flashed and vanished—truly leaving no trace for a thousand miles.

However, unlike those who withdraw quietly, he made no attempt to hide his fame; the next day, he was firmly seated as an Elder of the Psionic Temple.

Nevertheless, the terrifyingly swift and decisive carnage wrought by Master Tushin had been relayed to the ears of the Provisional Government officials by the surviving, non-political staff.

Consequently, they developed an irrepressible dread toward Grandmaster Cicerone Lanton, who was stationed permanently on the island.

They dared not display this fear, unaware that Master Lanton saw through their facade entirely but simply disdained to comment.

When Jeyuna arrived at the entrance of the Embassy, she found Master Lanton already standing there, clearly having waited for some time.

Jeyuna approached quickly.

“Sister Cicerone, what is so urgent that you waited for me outside? If you needed to speak with me, you could have simply entered the Embassy.” “Fine, let’s go in,” Grandmaster Lanton replied with a gentle smile.

Jeyuna sensed a thread of anxiety in her smile and immediately feared something major had happened, hurrying to lead Grandmaster Lanton inside the Embassy.

“We need a private setting.

I must speak with you alone,” Grandmaster Lanton stated, hesitating slightly.

“Just a few minutes.

It will be quick,” Grandmaster Lanton urged, her tone sounding somewhat rushed.

“Alright,” Jeyuna agreed, dismissing the attendant and the military officer accompanying her, and led Grandmaster Lanton to a secure reception room.

Besides the two of them, the room was empty.

As soon as she entered, Grandmaster Lanton swept the room with her psionic energy to confirm the absence of surveillance, then immediately asked, “When you visited Yang Ying just now, was it to confirm whether he originated from Atlantis?” “Atlantis!” Jeyuna exclaimed, astonished.

“Sister Cicerone, you know about Atlantis too? If it were Master Merlin, who studied on Muge Star, that would be understandable, but you’ve never been to Muge Star.

How could you know about Atlantis?” Grandmaster Lanton gave a wry smile.

“Don’t ask questions.

Even if I beg you, quickly tell me: is Yang Ying truly a True Human or not?” Jeyuna became troubled.

She had promised Yang Ying she wouldn't speak carelessly, initially intending to only inform her direct superior and demand it be classified as top secret, ensuring not a single detail leaked.

Hearing Grandmaster Lanton’s query, Jeyuna looked down, stammering, “Sister Cicerone, can you not ask that question?” Grandmaster Lanton sighed.

“Very well.” Jeyuna looked up, relieved.

“Then—” Her speech cut off abruptly.

She saw Grandmaster Lanton’s gaze was piercing, feeling as if her very soul was being drawn into those eyes.

Moments later, Jeyuna’s eyes grew vacant, no longer registering where she was.

“I apologize, Jeyuna.

This question is a matter of life and death; your sister had no choice but to use this method,” Grandmaster Lanton murmured, stroking Jeyuna’s cheek, and asked again, “Is Yang Ying from Atlantis?” “Yes,” Jeyuna replied mechanically.

Grandmaster Lanton’s eyes tightened.

“Did he say why he came to the Solar System?” “He did not,” Jeyuna answered.

“However, he asked me to keep his origins secret and requested a Universal Basic Stellar Map of the Orion Arm.” “Confidentiality… Stellar map…” Grandmaster Lanton clenched her fists.

“Have those persistent shadows truly tracked him down?” Poor Yang Ying.

He was clearly being gravely misunderstood.

“His Highness has not been found yet, and the Terran Mercenary Group is at the zenith of its power, with influence spread across the Solar System.

If they find His Highness first, that would be disastrous.” Grandmaster Lanton felt a surge of urgency.

Seeing Jeyuna still standing there, vacant-eyed, she inwardly apologized once more, raising her hand and sweeping it before Jeyuna’s face.

Slowly, Jeyuna returned to awareness.

“Sister, what were you saying?” She clearly remembered nothing of the previous moments, acting as if nothing had happened.

Grandmaster Lanton forced a smile.

“Nothing at all.

I was considering asking you for a favor, but on second thought, I should handle it myself.

From your demeanor upon returning, you must have urgent matters to attend to.

Go quickly.” Although Jeyuna found it slightly odd, she nodded.

“Understood, Sister Cicerone.

If you need any help at all, please be sure to ask.” With that, she turned and left the room to report this major intelligence to her direct superior.