War Caused by Boasting

"My younger brother, that stupid, useless fool, actually died?"

This was a massive valley.

Within the valley stood a fortress built of metal. Nearly a thousand Jia Clan warriors had gathered here. Some patrolled, some trained, and some chatted.

The only thing they had in common was the cold, merciless gleam shining from the four eyes on their faces.

Within the metal fortress stood an exquisite hall.

The hall was vast enough to accommodate more than a thousand people at once.

The floor was covered with thick white carpets, while finely crafted swords and shields hung from the walls. In the four corners of the hall stood more than a dozen sets of ornate full-body armor engraved with exquisite runes.

At that moment, more than a dozen men in luxurious robes sat in the hall. A vertical eye flickered on each of their foreheads, and wind, frost, thunder, lightning, and other phenomena could be seen within their eyes.

At the very top of the hall, a handsome young man with an air of authority sat upon a golden chair.

"In fact, while you were returning to Yu Capital, Commander, your younger brother, Lord Di Luo, seems to have accepted a job in private."

A man in luxurious robes seated at the lower left smiled and shook his head. "As you can see, after taking that job, your younger brother vanished. Along with him vanished ten Spider Puppets, three hundred Jia Clan warriors, and... all the Savage slaves."

At this point, the man smiled. "Of course, the Savage slaves can be ignored. But... ten Spider Puppets and three hundred Jia Clan warriors are a tremendous loss. As one of the shareholders of the Blood Moon Mercenary Group, I am deeply concerned about this."

"Yes, Lord Di Sha, you should know that