Beast Taming Star Journey

I took a deep breath and scanned the crowd with a firm gaze.

“You’ve been used,” I said calmly but firmly. “I have a clear conscience.”

However, my words sank without a trace, not even causing a ripple.

Those who were misled by zinc competitors continued to mock me, their words like sharp blades piercing my heart.

"A clear conscience? Who knows if you used some underhanded methods!" A sharp and sarcastic voice came from the crowd.

“Exactly! A nobody wants to become a beast taming master? That’s wishful thinking!” another person chimed in.

"He doesn't deserve to stand with us at all!"

"Get out of the Beast Taming Realm!"

More and more insults reached my ears, and I felt as if I were in the dead of winter, cold and piercing.

I clenched my fists tightly, trying hard to control my emotions.

I know I can't let them provoke me; I must stay calm.

I turned to look at the bronze inspector, who was looking at me with a smug expression, his eyes full of mockery and ridicule.

I know he was the one pulling the strings behind all of this.

He deliberately made things difficult for me, trying to disqualify me from becoming a Beast Taming Master.

"Bronze Inspector, do you have anything else to say?" I asked, barely suppressing my anger.

The copper inspector sneered, "I have nothing to say. I'm just following the rules. If you really didn't cheat, then produce the evidence to prove yourself."

"Evidence? I've already produced the recording crystal, what more do you want?" I questioned.

"The record crystal can only prove that you did not cheat, but it cannot prove that you are worthy of being a Beast Taming Master," the bronze examiner said slowly. "Your humble origins make you unqualified to be compared with those of us from prestigious families."

His words struck me like a bolt from the blue, hitting the most vulnerable spot in my heart.

I grew up in poverty and suffered endless scorn and discrimination.

I strive to cultivate myself so that I can change my destiny and make those who once looked down on me look at me with new respect.

But now it seems that all my efforts have been in vain.

I felt my body getting colder and colder, as if I was about to freeze.

I let my hands fall limply to my sides, my eyes filled with despair.

Just then, a warm hand grasped mine.

I turned my head and saw Su Yao.

She was looking at me with a worried expression, her eyes filled with concern and encouragement.

“Yu,” she whispered, “don’t give up, I believe in you.”

Her voice was like a warm current flowing into my heart, dispelling the coldness and despair within me.

I looked up at Su Yao; her eyes were firm yet gentle, giving me boundless strength.

I took a deep breath and my fighting spirit was rekindled.

I know I can't give up; I must persevere.

For myself, and for Su Yao.

I... I took a deep breath, straightened my back, and Su Yao's warmth and determination seemed to inject a force into my body.

Yes, I still have her, and all those who support me. I can't fall!

Su Yao stepped forward and stood beside me. She exuded a powerful aura, like a guardian angel protecting me behind her.

"If anyone dares to cause trouble again, I will not let them off easily." Her voice was cold and authoritative, carrying an undeniable power.

The protesters who had been shouting earlier were intimidated by Su Yao's imposing manner and fell silent, no longer daring to act as recklessly as before.

They may not be afraid of me, a "grassroots" person, but Su Yao, the renowned Valkyrie, her fame is enough to deter villains.

Watching Su Yao's determined figure, I was filled with gratitude. I gently held Su Yao's hand and said, "Yao, it's so good to have you here."

Her hands were warm and strong, giving me boundless strength.

Su Yao returned my gaze with a gentle look, a look full of trust and support that gradually calmed my previously anxious heart.

A commotion arose in the crowd, and some people began to whisper among themselves, seemingly weighing Su Yao's intimidating power against their own resentment.

The zinc competitor's face darkened; he hadn't expected Su Yao to stand up for me so forcefully.

He originally thought that the public anger he had stirred up would be enough to completely crush me and make me lose my qualification to become a master beast tamer.

But he underestimated Su Yao's influence, and he also underestimated my dedication to my dream.

The bronze inspector's expression also turned somewhat ugly; Su Yao's appearance had disrupted his plans.

He originally intended to use this opportunity to get rid of me and prevent future troubles, but now, with Su Yao's involvement, things have become complicated.

His face was grim, and he remained silent, seemingly deep in thought.

Senior Ge also stepped forward. He stroked his beard and said in a deep voice, "Su Yao is right. It would be too hasty to draw conclusions before the matter has been thoroughly investigated. We should trust the impartiality of the investigation, rather than be taken advantage of by some people with ulterior motives."

Senior Ge is highly respected, and his words carry great authority in the world of beast taming. His support has undoubtedly given me tremendous encouragement.

The situation reached a stalemate. Although the protesters dared not be as arrogant as before, they still stared at me menacingly, their eyes filled with hostility.

I know this battle has only just begun, and I must be even more careful in order to ultimately win.

"Silence!" the bronze examiner suddenly shouted. He sat back down and said, feigning impartiality, "Now that everyone is here, the retrial shall begin."

He waved his hand, signaling his assistant to begin preparations.

Gallium Assistant bowed and scraped as he walked to Copper Inspector's side, took out a scroll from his pocket, and slowly unfurled it.

My heart tightened. I had never seen that scroll before. It was covered with dense writing, and it seemed to be a set of censorship guidelines.

I tried hard to read the text, but found the writing to be completely unfamiliar, not at all like any of the languages ​​I was familiar with.

"This is..." Just as I was wondering, the Gallium Assistant had already unrolled the scroll and read it aloud.

As he spoke, my heart sank.

The scroll contained a series of extremely stringent review rules, many of which were unheard of, and some were simply impossible to fulfill… A barely perceptible cold smile appeared on the bronze reviewer's lips as he slowly began to speak, “According to the new review details…”