Before Ye Zhen could return to Blood River Military City, he received a notice from Hua Yong, commander-in-chief of the Blood River Army—an emergency military council was to be convened immediately.
Upon receiving this urgent notice, Ye Zhen actually felt some admiration for Marshal Hua Yong of the Fire Swallow Army. His vigilance and foresight were remarkably keen; he had discovered the crisis facing Blood River Military City so quickly.
By the time Ye Zhen arrived, Prince Huan Ji Ao, Marshal Hua Yong of the Fire Swallow Army, Yuan Qi, marshal of the Northern Battle First Legion, and all the senior generals under Blood River Military City, including Liu Feng and Gu Tieqi, were discussing the strategic significance of Great Zhou constructing new defensive lines around the five Bloodlight Auras.
To be honest, it was a good topic—quite a clever one.
"Marshal Ye, you are late." Prince Huan Ji Ao, seated at the head of the table, stared steadily at Ye Zhen as he spoke.
"My apologies. When I received the notice, I was outside," Ye Zhen explained.
"This King knows! But Marshal Ye, you must also understand that military orders are as immovable as mountains. Even if you truly had urgent business, you should have promptly reported it to Marshal Hua and the Military Law Officer. This King does not wish to see a next time. Do you understand?"
Ever since they had completely fallen out, Prince Huan Ji Ao had never passed up any opportunity to strike at Ye Zhen or dig a pit for him.
Before several dozen senior generals, he had berated an army marshal like this. He was clearly determined to make Ye Zhen lose face.
Unfortunately, Prince Huan Ji Ao had run into Ye Zhen.
His gaze sweeping one by one across the marshals