The vast Directors' Hall was so quiet that a falling pin could have been heard.
Everyone looked at the Night Guard's second-in-command, Left Commander Zhang Fugui.
The Subordinate Third Rank official, who had been half reclining against his chair, slowly sat upright and stared at the Coward King.
The Coward King stared back at him.
Zhang Fugui coughed lightly and said, "Let me sort this matter out. First, both sides discovered that Crouching Ox Mountain was a geomantic treasure site, then acted separately, each wanting it for themselves. As it turned out, the Southern Star Sect bought the land first. The Mountain Fate Sect considered that underhanded, so they laid down the Nine-Mountain Momentum Configuration. Now, from the Southern Star Sect's perspective, whatever your Mountain Fate Sect's reasons, you cannot plant your flag... entrench yourselves on our territory. Even when you strike someone, you don't strike their face. Then the conflict escalated further. At first, only individual upper-rank experts took action; now, multiple upper-rank experts are locked in battle. Furthermore, according to the Night Guard's investigations, reports suggest that both sides are continually recruiting reinforcements, and people from several sects are already on their way. Unless something unexpected happens, the natural progression will be for both sect leaders to take the field themselves and fight it out. If that truly happens, hundreds of miles of land will inevitably be devastated, and even the Divine Capital's safety could be threatened. Unfortunately, the greatest threats to our Qi Kingdom now lie in the Tannan Kingdom and the Eastern Ding Kingdom. Those above us cannot be bothered with martial-world affairs, nor can they spare the manpower. So it falls to our Night Guard to resolve this. Right, I've finished. Right Commander Leng, why don't you share your thoughts?"
Everyone listened as Zhang Fugui