I Just Wanted to Be a Galactic Hunter—Why Am I on the Wanted List?-Chapter 257: What are you laughing at?

When two individuals with different agendas sat together.

Loren no longer had the mood to watch the performance on stage.

With his immense spiritual power, he clearly sensed that after that white-bearded old man sat down beside him, the number of gazes from the Security Bureau agents fixed on him increased...

Even those cult members nearby would occasionally sweep their glances over him...

Trouble! Loren cursed silently in his heart.

This strange atmosphere gradually became noticeable to the cult members present as well...

These individuals active in the dark corners keenly sensed the change in the situation...

A heavy feeling, as if a storm was about to arrive, inexplicably settled in their hearts.

Most unsettling of all, those Security Bureau agents in front of the stage began to make subtle movements.

The low-rank Security Bureau agents seemingly naturally started patrolling around the stage, checking the on-site order...

In reality, these low-rank Security Bureau agents never returned...

For these battle-hardened cult organization members, this was a rather terrifying signal...

After realizing something was wrong.

Every time a singer's performance on stage ended, a cult organization member near Loren would scramble desperately to rush onto the stage...

One, two, three...

The sharp cult members, after charging onto the stage and mechanically promoting their organization's ideology, all willingly allowed themselves to be tackled and arrested by Security Bureau agents.

Without any intention to resist whatsoever...

They no longer chose opportune moments, didn't care about the number of spectators, and didn't even care if they could speak for a few more seconds...

They only sought to be arrested by the Security Bureau agents as quickly as possible, thereby leaving the Silver Radiance Festival...

Compared to this heart-pounding unknown fear, being thrown into prison and waiting for their organization to exchange prisoners with the Security Bureau was a better choice...

As the singing performances continued, the cult organization members near Loren grew fewer and fewer.

The empty seats around him also increased more and more...

In the seating block near Loren, more than half the seats were now empty.

As personnel disappeared from the nearby seats, Loren and the white-bearded old man sitting in the very center of the first row of the inner section became increasingly conspicuous.

Only these two were still sitting calmly and unmoving.

The Security Bureau agents in front of the stage were gradually replaced by high-rank Superhumans...

That vast and concealed spiritual power at the edge of the stadium even began to sweep back and forth across the entire stadium without any attempt at subtlety.

On the Silver Radiance Festival stage.

Another singer's performance ended, entering a rest period.

In this somewhat empty seating block, another cult member rushed onto the stage as if fleeing for his life, loudly beginning to preach his organization's ideology...

In Loren's perception, this cult member was already the last ordinary cult member in the seating block near Loren.

At the same time.

Perhaps seeing many vacant seats near Loren, that Star Traveler Society Chief sitting in the corner of the first row—Chadi Lac Fwens—slowly rose from his seat and walked toward the empty seat beside Loren...

The scholarly Fwens also sat down in the empty seat to Loren's left, under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Immediately after, that powerful individual from the Empire's Military sitting further back also rose from his seat and walked toward the center of the first row.

This powerful individual from the Empire's Military also sat down in the empty seat to Fwens's left, under the watchful eyes of everyone...

Thus, in the seating block at the center of the first row of the inner section, only four individuals of vastly different styles remained seated.

Around these four people, all seats were completely empty.

And from right to left, the order of the several individuals was:

The white-bearded old man from the Arcane Research Society, Loren from the Interstellar Hunter Association, Star Traveler Society Chief Chadi Lac Fwens, and the Spatial Type powerhouse from the Empire's Military.

The Security Bureau agents in front of the stage all stared intently at the four individuals in the center of the first row, their expressions tense. On the foreheads of some agents, a drop of cold sweat unconsciously trickled down...

The situation developing to this point could already be considered completely out of control.

Both the Security Bureau and the four individuals sitting in the first row vaguely felt the situation had somewhat exceeded their expectations.

Regarding this, Loren, sitting right in the middle, sighed with a resentful expression: 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"This time, I really didn't intend to escalate the situation to this extent. Why did you all insist on dragging me into this..."

"Don't ask me, I was the last to arrive."

The Spatial Type powerhouse from the Empire's Military shrugged, indicating he was the last to come and that everything had little to do with him.

"Don't ask me either. I only came over after seeing that senior from the Arcane Research Society arrive first..."

"I must say, the view here is quite excellent..."

Fwens looked toward the stage, explaining with a smile.

"You two bastards! Me sitting over here—can it possibly have the same nature as you two sitting over here?!"

The old man from the Arcane Research Society was so angry his beard trembled.

"Besides... I came to cooperate with this young man beside me! And you two bastards! Came to drag the two of us down with you!!"

This white-bearded old man completely lost his usual composure, cursing loudly at the two who arrived later!

The Spatial Type powerhouse from the Empire's Military sitting on the far left, hearing the white-bearded old man's curses, couldn't hold back and directly laughed out loud:

"Hahaha..."

"You should say that to the Federation Security Bureau people. Telling us is useless, hahaha..."

Loren, sitting right in the middle, who had just finished complaining about the other three, also couldn't hold back and laughed out loud after hearing the laughter of the Empire's Military Spatial Type powerhouse.

"Hahahaha..."

His laughter carried far...

At this moment, Loren laughed so hard his shoulders shook violently.

Fwens, sitting to Loren's left, was stunned. You were dragged down by us? And you can still laugh??

"What are you laughing at?" the scholarly Fwens asked with a smile.

It took Loren a good while to somewhat rein in his exaggerated laughter. With eyes still brimming with unstoppable mirth, he spoke in an eerie tone:

"Do you know what I came here to do?"

Upon hearing Loren's words, the expressions of the other three all froze, and a bad premonition simultaneously arose in their hearts!!

"I came to kill a member of the House of Representatives, the kind with quite a good reputation within the Federation..."

"With you all here, my pressure is much less..."

The smile that had always been on the scholarly Fwens's face disappeared.

The expression on the face of that Spatial Type powerhouse from the Empire's Military completely stiffened.

And that white-bearded old man from the Arcane Research Society opened his mouth, about to start cursing again...