Ever since several Mystic Masters from Vice Palace Master Kou Zhizhong's faction had been ruthlessly slapped, the whole group had fallen silent.
The vast Xuan Ce Hall was quiet for a time.
Palace Master Yun Changtian spoke, breaking the silence. "Everyone, how should we solve Heaven Banyan Hall's manpower shortage for producing one hundred thousand Science Magic Internal Combustion Engines?"
No one spoke.
Zuo Yining, the Hall Master Profound Master of Celestial Craft Hall, simply lowered his eyelids, deliberately or otherwise putting on an air of "What the hell does this have to do with me?"
Palace Master Yun swept her gaze around the room and declared in a lofty tone, "This matter concerns the overall situation of the Otherworld war. It is Qing Han Profound Palace's foremost priority."
A trace of gloom flashed through Zuo Yining's eyes.
This Mystic Master understood better than anyone that Palace Master Yun's words had clearly been meant for him—and for the Vice Palace Master as well.
By that logic, failing to cooperate with Heaven Banyan Hall in completing its production mission would amount to sabotaging the overall war effort.
This was naked intimidation!
Kou Zhizhong could no longer sit still. "Palace Master Yun, isn't that a bit too serious? Even if War Hawk production is a little slower, it wouldn't count as affecting the bigger picture, would it?"
Zuo Yining was his underling. If his underling was being intimidated and he refused to step in, people's loyalty would surely fall apart.
Thus, the Vice Palace Master had no choice but to brace himself and confront the Palace Master head-on.
The words had barely left his mouth.
Kou Zhizhong abruptly came to his senses, and his heart skipped a beat.
Damn!
He had stepped into a trap! Sure enough.
Palace Master Yun suddenly smiled.