Colin froze.
Huo Ling's hand resting on Colin's body pressed down slightly as he asked in confusion, "What? Does General Colin have other ideas?"
Colin hurriedly shook his head and continued, "No, no. Leave this task to me."
Huo Ling smiled. "Don't worry, General Colin. I won't have you working for nothing. I'll cover all the expenses, and when the time comes, I'll give you a share of the profits as well."
Hearing this, some of the bitterness in Colin's heart faded. "I will do my utmost to complete the general's task!"
"Very good!" Huo Ling said with a smile.
When it came to politics and intelligence, Colin was certainly far more skilled than Huo Ling.
The position of war zone commander at the Bronze Citadel was held by dukes at the Radiant Moon legendary rank.
That meant they could not be handled the same way as Dark Generals.
Dark Generals could be replaced; this had been an unspoken rule for countless years, with members of the Demon Army taking turns stabbing each other in the back to rise to power.
Devil dukes were different. Each of them was a lord with real authority. If Huo Ling killed several of them in order to erode the Bronze Citadel's power—
—he would ruin his reputation directly within the circle of devil lords, which would not benefit Huo Ling's future rule.
Although Huo Ling did not yet have a concrete method for dealing with Bael, he at least had a direction to work toward. At the very least, he no longer needed to stumble about like a headless fly.
Balzefen, standing nearby, had not spoken for some time.
His expression remained steady as he slowly said, "If you want to make a move against Bael, you might as well seek out Her