What Zhang Tie meant by preparing for the Holy War was naturally no empty phrase. At noon on the day after the memorial cemetery for Eskil City's victims was completed, the five elders of the Icefield Giant Bear Tribe and the Spencer Family sat down with Zhang Tie once more and began a very formal discussion on how to deal with the Holy War.
The words Zhang Tie had spoken outside Eskil City yesterday had not shaken only the ordinary people. Of the five elders sitting with him, aside from Elder Shalin, the others all looked rather grim.
This meeting was held at an estate the Spencer Family had built outside Eskil City. After leaving the city's memorial cemetery for the victims, everyone came here.
This had originally been the Spencer Family patriarch's vacation residence outside the city, but at the moment, it was where Zhang Tie was recuperating from his injuries.
The exquisite cedarwood flooring and the chandelier made from a cluster of fourth-grade Pyramid Crystals lent the place a restrained luxury. When winter arrived, the superb cedarwood floor naturally gave off a faint scent of pine needles, carrying the breath of the mountains and wilds. One breath was enough to make a person feel utterly relaxed and refreshed. The natural energy gathered by the crystal chandelier overhead filled the entire room with an invigorating, pleasant energy field.
It had to be said that the people in power in the Spencer Family, the ruling family of Eskil City, truly knew how to enjoy themselves. The furnishings in this seemingly ordinary room alone would have cost no less than ten thousand gold coins.
This morning, Zhang Tie had ridden around Eskil City to inspect the vast holdings the Spencer Family possessed there. Yesterday, ownership of the entire city of Eskil,