Majestically, the members of the Revolutionary Army followed behind their party leader. Their faces were filled with pride.
Once upon a time, they were nothing in the eyes of other parties. But now, they had transformed into members of the Revolutionary Army.
"Let's go hand in our mission. Our Revolutionary Army will be the first party to complete a Heaven Tiered Middle Graded mission. Are you guys proud?" Lin Fan's status had skyrocketed as well.
"Proud!" The members of the Revolutionary Army cheered out.
How could they not be proud? From a state where no one would take them in, they had transformed into members of the first party to complete a Heaven Tiered Middle Graded mission.
If word of this were to get out, how much face would they have?
They swore to defend the Revolutionary Army with their lives.
For Lin Fan, this was how simple it was to start a family. However, the 10,000 Contribution Points from before had Lin Fan stumped. If not for the fact that he was lucky enough to bump into the Hundred Battle Party, these 10,000 Contribution Points would have been hard to earn.
If he wanted to earn a huge amount of Contribution Points, the only way was to take on missions.
If he were to fight solo, he would only be able to take on some small missions. Those small missions would only give him tens or hundreds of Contribution Points. If he wanted to earn 10,000 Contribution Points, who knew how long that would take?
The Guarded Ground was huge, with millions of people.
Compared to these millions of people, the number of people in the Revolutionary Army was nothing more than a drop in the ocean. It was so insignificant that it was negligible.
But, when these people were gathered together, it was boundless. Some passersby let out bewildered looks, wondering what was going on.
For most of the living beings, they did not know of the background of the Revolutionary Army, nor did they know what had happened earlier on.
It didn't take long before Lin Fan and the others arrived at the place to hand in their missions.
The place to hand in their missions was located in a public square as well.
"Chick, we're here to hand in our mission."
"May I know the name of your party?"
"Revolutionary Army." Lin Fan turned around and looked at the masses. His lips curled into a grin.
"I'm sorry, but the Revolutionary Army has not accepted any missions." The chick at the Missions Office replied.
"Party leader, we have to accept a mission here before we can hand in our mission. We have to accept a Heaven Tiered Middle Graded mission first." Zhao Xiaomao said.
"Oh, so that's the case." Lin Fan was a little embarrassed now. He had lost yet another face.
When the surrounding people who were handing in their missions caught sight of this, they could not help but chuckle out.
"Just what sort of a party is this Revolutionary Army? How do they not know of this?"
"Who knows? I wonder what kind of Tom, Dick, and Harry team it is."
"Heaven Tiered Middle Graded mission? They really don't know of their own!"
…
The words of the surrounding people were rather piercing to the ears of the Revolutionary Army as well.
Reverend Shakya could not hold it in any longer and wanted to retort. But in the blink of an eye, he was held back by Lin Fan.
"Bald monk, don't be anxious. How can you waste such a good chance to slap their faces?" Lin Fan replied.
For Venerable Shakya, this opportunity to show off was more important than anything else.
But, what Lin Fan and Venerable Shakya had not expected was that the other party members could not hold it in any longer.
"F * ck! Who in the world are you guys? How dare you humiliate our Revolutionary Army? Are you guys courting death?"
"Brothers! How dare these fellas humiliate our Revolutionary Army? We'll fight it out with them!"
"That's right! We even dare to kick the balls of the Sovereign King! Do you think we're afraid of you guys?"
…
Those people who were mocking the Revolutionary Army were stumped right now. They had not expected the Revolutionary Army to be this tyrannical! Weren't they just mocking them a little? Why did they seem as though they had just swallowed gunpowder?
"Everyone, quiet down. We have to maintain our manners in public." Lin Fan spoke up.
When the enraged members of the Revolutionary Army heard the lecturing of their party leader, they quietened down one by one.
The surrounding passersby nodded their heads as well. Seemed like this party leader was still a little more normal. However, when they heard the next sentence, they nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood.
"Others humiliate us because they have no foresight. There's no need for us to argue with them. We'll just quietly slap their faces later on, isn't that right?"
"Yes!" Everyone from the Revolutionary Army yelled out in agreement.
"Y-you …!" Everyone looked at Lin Fan. For a moment or so, their faces were filled with rage, as though they were enraged to a certain extent.
"You what? Is the Revolutionary Army something that you can afford to offend? If you dare to spout any more nonsense, I'll have you walk in and walk out horizontally. "Lin Fan tossed them a side glance.
Now that he had a big family business, he had the rights to be insolent.
"Benefactor! Manners! Manners!" Venerable Shakya was initially thinking that Lin Benefactor's manners were way too high. However, before that thought could form, it was dispelled by the words of Lin Fan.
Manners my a * s! This was way too much!
"Hmph! I've just got to see who it is that wants my men to walk out horizontally." All of a sudden, an enraged voice rang out from the side.
"Party leader." When the person who was threatened by Lin Fan caught sight of who it was, his face lit up with joy. He then pointed at Lin Fan, "Party leader, that's him! A fella who doesn't know the rules of this place! To think that he would dare to take on a Heaven Tiered Middle Graded mission! He really doesn't know his place!"
"That's the Party Leader of the Berserk Dragon Party, Nie Kuanglong!"
"The Revolutionary Army is going to be in for some bad luck. This Nie Kuanglong is famous for being tyrannical. Whoever dares to go against him will definitely not have a good ending."
The masses who were watching the show started whispering to one another.
"That's me." Lin Fan wasn't in a hurry to take on the mission as he chuckled out playfully.
"Lad, you're pretty insolent, aren't you? This is the Guarded Ground! This isn't a place where a dog or cat like you can act so brazenly!"
Piak!
All of a sudden, a shoe flew out and smashed towards Nie Kuanglong.
"Who is it? Stand out!" Nie Kuanglong grabbed the shoe in his hands as his face burned with rage. Evidently, he hadn't expected that someone would dare to act so brazenly in front of him.
"It's us! So what?" All of a sudden, everyone from the Revolutionary Army stood out.
"Brazen! If you've got the guts, try smashing it again!" Nie Kuanglong was enraged.
"Smash then! Do you think we're afraid of you?"
Shing!
All of a sudden, everyone from the Revolutionary Army took off their shoes and smashed them at Nie Kuanglong.
For everyone from the Revolutionary Army, they would always remember the teachings of their Party Leader.
Now that we're one big family, we shall enjoy blessings and endure misfortunes together. If you want to fight, come at me together! Who's afraid of who?
Even Sovereign King Lei Ting isn't a match for our Party Leader! What's there to be afraid of?
"Alright, alright! The Guarded Ground does not allow for private fights. However, as long as you don't use your powers, it's fine. You guys have the numbers advantage, right? Alright, just you wait." Nie Kuanglong looked at these people and snorted coldly before turning around to leave.
"Party Leader, we're going to have a fight later on. Even though the Guarded Ground does not allow for private fights, if there's any conflict between parties, we can settle it with our fists. However, we're not allowed to use our powers. This Nie Kuanglong must have gone to call for reinforcements." Zhao Xiaomao said.
"Oh, is that so?" Lin Fan chuckled out. To think that there would be such a rule in the Guarded Ground!
This was equivalent to no one being allowed to use their powers. Whether or not their fists would land on the flesh would depend on the individual's cultivation of the Martial Dao.
However, there was no hurry. He would submit the mission first. Later on, he would have a good fight with them.
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