William and Carl returned to the City walls where they could still see a small line outside the portal. Over a thousand of the battle's fighters opted to join Retribution, many of which spoke excitedly about joining their first Faction, which William didn't understand.
Just as he was about to ask the System about what the Cultivators said, a light breeze blew past William's face.
"Huh, what was I about to say? Well anyway..." William re-entered Blue Moon City where the higher-ups were waiting. Their smiling faces reminded William of a group of proud grandparents that had just watched their grandson during sports.
"Mr. Yuming! It's good to see you back safe and sound! I'm surprised you didn't want to join Retribution." the youngest of the group, though still grey-haired and age, spoke to William first.
"Yeah, well I don't like to be tied up too much. I can help out in my own way." William replied simply.
