Mo Lin's words were few and puzzling, yet they could not exactly be called obscure or deliberately mysterious. Qian Renxue, seated to one side, was the first to catch something in them. She glanced at Mo Lin, a trace of displeasure in her eyes before it quickly faded. After giving it some thought, the others also arrived at what they believed Mo Lin meant. They straightened their postures and waited for him to speak.
Seeing that no one in the meeting hall had any objections, Mo Lin went straight to the point:
"Everyone here is a pillar of your respective families. I have no concerns about the preparations I assigned or the training of the soul masters. With my uncle and grandfather supervising as well, I will not inspect those matters. Now, I will explain the specific plan to you all.
"First, we must establish one thing: this operation is not merely to avenge my parents. It is also an opportunity—an opportunity to use our enemies as stepping stones to change the continent's balance of power. So I ask that you all listen carefully. Do not allow unnecessary mistakes to cause errors that should never have occurred in this operation."
Listening to Mo Lin's exceptionally penetrating voice, everyone present sat upright and solemnly. Clearly, Mo Lin was the youngest person in the room, but from the moment he spoke, an aura of authority radiated from him and bore down upon the elders. After only a few sentences, some of them had already broken out in cold sweat from tension.
Mo Teng and Yu Yuanzhen both secretly glanced at Mo Lin. Although they could not tell whether Mo Lin had intentionally spoken with such bearing, they both agreed that he had done the right thing. Since they intended to hand over