Defection, Resignation

What Song Shouhe had delivered was precisely the intelligence Song Changsheng and the others currently lacked most. It clearly documented the personnel composition and organizational structure of the Brocade Banner Song Clan's Council of Elders, the detailed proceedings of several recent Grand Clan Meetings, their main industries, development directions, and more.

It also focused on the achievements they had made in the East Sea, as well as their current and future development priorities. The contents were exceedingly complex and detailed.

How much of it was true was hard to say, but their attitude was truly thought-provoking.

Just as Song Changsheng had said, if this information leaked out, forget Song Shouhe's head—even counting them one by one, every member of the envoy group would be dealt with as traitors to the clan.

This gift was truly weighty. They had placed their very lives in Song Changsheng's hands.

Faced with Song Changsheng's questioning, Song Shouhe laughed freely. "Why ask when you already know the answer, True Person? You have dealt with those people more than once. You should know their character and their true faces.

We branch lineages entered the Main Lineage filled with hopes and dreams, believing we could spread our wings and make something of ourselves. In the end, we were nothing more than their thugs.

This old man is merely an elder managing the clan's transportation, yet I could become one of the leaders among the branch elders. How laughable.

When Ancestor Chenying was still alive, he would look after us to some extent. But ever since he fell in the East Sea, our group has been completely marginalized within the clan, and the authority in our hands has dwindled by the day.

There are too many people in the clan eyeing my position to count. When Elder Zhexuan