Xiao Ran had barely returned to the Burning Legion when every warship commander and pilot in the Victory Fleet received an assembly notice—an emergency gathering on the level of a red alert. Everyone who received the notice hurried toward the Burning Legion.
Xiao Ran was already seated in the Burning Legion's conference room. Unlike his usual smiling demeanor during meetings, he had his eyes closed and wore a completely expressionless face. An icy chill radiated from him, making the atmosphere in the room strangely awkward and cold. In the end, Xiao Ran was the only one seated at the single-row table facing everyone else, all by himself at the long table.
Normally, Juzo Okita, Miss Huang, and the others would sit beside Xiao Ran at the same table. This time, however, they were all seated opposite him.
Those who arrived early would normally chat cheerfully and noisily in the conference room. Today, though, everyone who entered instantly felt that inexplicable chill, so cold that they could not help shivering. The room was so quiet that nothing could be heard except breathing. Whether commanders or pilots, everyone sat silently like well-behaved children.
Quite a few people had no idea what had happened or why the conference room had such an eerie atmosphere. Any word spoken now would probably sound deafeningly loud, so almost everyone chose to communicate with their eyes instead.
Shinn Asuka winked and made faces at Athrun and Kira, twitching his brows and rolling his eyes. Kira did not notice Shinn's antics at all, while Athrun merely tilted his head before taking out his phone, typing a few words, and handing it to Shinn.
The moment Shinn lowered his head to read it, his mouth fell open. He looked at Athrun speechlessly. Lunamaria, seated beside Shinn, tugged at his