While several people were chatting, they came to Ye Ji's office and Ling Hao had just finished hanging up the phone.
"Brother!" The four of them entered the office, and Lu Yue and Qinglong looked at Ling Hao to say hello.
"Come here, sit down and chat!" Ling Hao smiled slightly.
"Brother, Mourinho must have arrived in the north. How is the situation there?" Qinglong asked after a few people sat down.
"The two armies are currently in a state of confrontation. Mourinho and Liang Shuai are negotiating with the first commander of the Snow Eagle National War Department, but there is no result yet." Ling Hao responded.
"Brother, although Team Gale is not bad, there is still a certain gap compared to Team Vulture from Snow Eagle Country." Lu Yue thought for a while and then said.
"Just in case, why don't you say hello to Commander Liang and ask Suzaku to mobilize the 100,000 Blood Shadow team to station in the north?"
The Gale Team ranks third among the five Great Xia Kingdom teams and is affiliated to the Northern Territory.
"No need for the time being!" Ling Hao shook his head slightly: "From the news coming back from the north, Snow Eagle Kingdom should have no intention of starting a full-scale war."
"Then what do they want to do?" Qinglong asked.
"I don't know yet. Let's go over there tomorrow afternoon and have a look." Ling Hao responded again.
Then he looked at Qinglong and smiled faintly: "There is nothing to do today. I will give you a day off. I will come back at noon tomorrow."
"Holiday?" Qinglong was slightly stunned: "Brother, okay, why are you giving me a day off?"
Phew!
Ye Ji smiled sweetly: "Qinglong, it's rare for you to go back to the capital, and my eldest brother asked you to accompany Yitong!"
"Ah?" Qinglong finally reacted and scratched his head: "Thank you, brother!"
"Okay, let's go!" Ling Hao waved his hand.
Qinglong then said hello to Lu Yue and the others before turning and leaving.
Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was 11:30 the next morning.
On the eastern outskirts of the capital city, an empty flat land at the foot of Dongshan Mountain was already bustling with people.
Preliminary estimates put the number of people at least tens of thousands.
In the center of the flat ground, three temporary rest areas were set up.
The people from Zhongtiansi were sitting in the middle rest area, and Shangguan Mingtian was sitting at the head, staring at the direction of the rest area on the left with unkind eyes.
In the rest area, there were about ten men and women sitting upright.
Sitting in the middle is a young man in his thirties, dressed in Taoist robes, with an expressionless face and a sharp aura permeating his body.
The man is the ruthless young master among the eight arrogant men of ancient martial arts!
On the left and right sides of him, there were two other young men sitting, the two prodigies of the Lian family prominently among them.
However, I didn't see the two brothers Feng Maoyi. They were probably busy working on their broken arms.
Behind the five people sat five tall women in white, with beautiful and otherworldly looks.
It can be seen from the logos on their clothes that the four of them are from the same sect, Cangxu Academy.
"Brother Qingqing, it's past eleven o'clock, and King Xi hasn't shown up yet. He won't run away from the battle, right?" One of the young men glanced at the other empty rest area and said.
"You underestimate the King of the West!" Prince Wu said calmly: "Even if he knows he is defeated, he will definitely show up!"
"Brother Qingqing, I heard that the King of the West, with half the level of a War Emperor, has already become a War Emperor. Is it true?" Another person looked at Young Master Qingqing and asked.
"The rumors may not be untrue!" Young Master Wu Qing spoke again, his face still expressionless.
