Yang Zhen was extremely efficient.
Within the time it took an incense stick to burn, the heavy wooden doors of the City Lord's Mansion's Council Hall were pushed open.
Wind and snow surged into the room with a blast of cold air, blowing the flames in the braziers every which way.
Yang Wudi walked in yawning, picked a broad Grandmaster Chair at random, and dropped heavily into it, making it creak.
Lin Qingzhu came next, still clutching those thick Ledgers tightly, the tip of her nose red from the cold.
Qin Keqing followed last and shut the wooden doors firmly behind her, keeping the wind and snow outside.
Apart from Yang Mie, who was still outside the city drilling new recruits, Jade Dragon City's core leadership was now all present.
Ye Changqing was at the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, so Zhou Xuan simply had Second Brother set up a communication formation, projecting half of the Blind Man's spectral image into the center of the table.
The image flickered now and then, accompanied by a faint electrical crackle.
Zhou Xuan sat at the head of the table and tapped its surface with his fingers. Only when everyone turned toward him did he get straight to the point.
"I need to return to the Western Desolate Region. Jade Dragon City must stay stable while I'm gone."
The room fell silent for several seconds.
Yang Wudi's eyebrows shot up, and he was about to ask whether the Immortal Alliance from Central Province had attacked.
But Lin Qingzhu beat him to it.
She did not even ask why Zhou Xuan was leaving at such a critical juncture. She simply opened the topmost Ledger and ran her finger swiftly over the pages.
"How many people are you taking? Does Apocalypse's spirit stone reserve need to be