At these words!
The hearts of the Half Venerables settled somewhat.
If there was no peace within, it was hard to wage war without.
Such was the natural order.
Immediately after.
Cheng Buzheng continued, his voice turning cold:
"As for those external forces involved in this incident—the sects, immortal clans, and the like—their punishment and eradication shall be entirely the responsibility of your Conquest Hall."
None of the Half Venerables found this surprising.
This was precisely the original purpose of the Conquest Hall, and the core of its authority and duties—
Internally, the Law Enforcement Hall enforced discipline; externally, the Conquest Hall wielded the blade of war.
Those factions that had dared shatter Spirit Veins were undoubtedly the finest targets for an external campaign.
"To ensure the operation is thorough and no fish slip through the net,"
Cheng Buzheng's tone suddenly became somewhat subtle as his gaze swept across those below the hall.
"For this operation, young friend Xuanming of the Supervision Hall will be responsible for providing you with detailed intelligence support and cooperating when necessary.
If you find yourselves short-handed during the campaign, or encounter formidable resistance, you may request aid from young friend Xuanming of the Supervision Hall."
The moment those words fell, an exceedingly brief silence descended over the great hall.
Fu Wanjun, Half Venerable Yaoguang, and the others were all sharp-minded people. In an instant, they tasted the unusual implications behind those words.
On the surface, this was merely the president directing the Conquest Hall and Supervision Hall to fight in coordination—a union of intelligence and force, nothing more natural.
Yet phrases such as "provide intelligence support," "cooperate when necessary," and "may request aid from..."
carried implications worthy of reflection.
This did not sound like a simple arrangement for cooperation.
It sounded more like... a