"Old Master Yi!"
Han Duoduo slammed the confession statements extracted from Augustine's mind onto the tactical table in front of Yue Xiaofei.
"Xiaofei, it was him! One of Longdu's Eight Great Clans, a hereditary royal family from the former dynasty-the East City Yi King!"
"He used the privileged smuggling routes the Yi Family had cultivated for a century to slip the Ancient Gods Church's Heavy Water Apostles squad and that Black Core into the heart of the Longdu Garrison Zone without anyone noticing!"
"Augustine's memories showed that, in exchange for fifty more years of life granted by the Ancient Gods Church, Old Master Yi even volunteered the blueprints of the Nine Cauldrons Branch Altar's most critical defensive structures!"
The hall fell deathly silent.
Disbelief spread across the faces of the Reverse Scale Squad's members.
Colluding with foreign enemies. Selling out classified information.
This was more than mere treason. He was tearing out the roots of their entire nation!
Ugly Ox's enormous eyes instantly became bloodshot.
"Goddammit! Those old bastards have lived off the people's blood and sweat for centuries! The country never made them pay, let them live in luxury, and this is how they repay it?!"
Wild Chicken dropped his usual devil-may-care demeanor. The toothpick in his mouth snapped between his teeth, and his gaze turned chillingly sinister.
"The capital's Eight Great Clans... heh. So much for 'Yan, Yi, Cao, and Men-all call themselves kings.' Those old bastards really think they're still petty emperors!"
Li Jiahao, who had only just recovered a little strength, struggled to his feet as well.
Listening to their conversation, he had little understanding of these Eight Great Clans, but he understood this much: some arrogant old big shot had betrayed his country.
"Aren't we Swordbearers... supposed to handle things like this?"
Li Jiahao