"Lin Yi."
Lin Yi entered from outside the hall and clasped his fists in salute. "Lord!"
"Go summon Lin Er, Lin San, Lin Xi, Lin Wu, Pan Feng, Qin Lie, Zhou Chang, Chen Hu, Tian Boguang, Ding Xiu, and Aguda. We have matters to discuss."
Lin Yi clasped his fists. "Yes!" He turned and strode away.
A short while later, the Council Hall was filled with people.
Lin Er, Lin San, Lin Xi, and Lin Wu stood on the left, dressed in fitted black outfits with Horizontal Sabers at their waists.
Pan Feng carried a massive axe over his shoulder, his bell-sized eyes brimming with excitement.
Qin Lie, Zhou Chang, and Chen Hu wore steel plate armor befitting military generals, their expressions stern and cold.
Tian Boguang waved a folding fan, a lewd grin on his face.
Ding Xiu leaned against a pillar, lazily holding his Nodachi.
Aguda stood in a corner, the leather pouch at his waist bulging. Insects occasionally crawled out of it, only for him to stuff them back inside.
Cao Zhengchun stood behind Lin Mo, a whisk resting over his arm.
Lin Mo swept his gaze over the crowd and slowly spoke.
"The Jiedushi Mansion has sent an envoy, asking us to send troops to aid them in battle.
"Huang Chao has also sent an envoy. He wants to coordinate with us from within and without to attack Shaozhou."
Pan Feng's eyes lit up. "Lord, are we fighting?"
The corners of Lin Mo's lips lifted slightly. "We are."
Pan Feng grinned. "Good! I've been itching for a fight!"
Lin Mo continued, "But we're not fighting for Wei Zhaodu, nor are we fighting for Huang Chao. We're fighting for ourselves."
The hall fell silent for a moment.
Lin Mo rose and walked over to the Lingnan Dao