However, before he could make any move, news reached him that they had completely lost contact with Azure Phoenix Douluo, the Wind Sword Sect, and even Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo, striking his heart with a tremendous shock.
Golden Crocodile Douluo, who had been sitting steadily atop the high platform, finally rose to his feet in panic and demanded, "Say that again."
Not only the legions, but even the four western provinces have all cut off contact.
How is that possible? Do you know how many troops and Titled Douluo we have spread across the four provinces?
How could they all lose contact in such a short time?"
Facts spoke louder than arguments. Even if he wanted to deny it, it was already too late.
"It's not just loss of contact. The towns along our borders have already confirmed that the troops inside each city have been replaced. They are no longer garrisoned by the armies of our Spirit Hall Empire.
My lord, we truly have lost the four provinces."
The tearful reporter explained the intelligence they had detected in agitation, trying to convey the seriousness of the matter.
Only, Golden Crocodile Douluo, who had originally wanted to rectify the internal unrest, suffered a tremendous blow to his heart, and his expression turned vacant.
"Lion, Azure Phoenix... I was the one who got you killed."
Countless thoughts churned through Golden Crocodile Douluo's mind, and he immediately thought of Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo's abnormal behavior.
"No. Why did Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo make no report whatsoever about the overthrow of the four provinces?
The only possibility is that they betrayed us.
That must be it.
If not, how could such a huge thing happen without a single scrap of news getting out?"
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Especially when he