The Imperial Capital, the Jia Ma Imperial Family.
"Do we know what the Misty Cloud Sect is trying to do by making this move?"
Inside the secret chamber, Jia Xingtian wore a grave expression. When the spies in the Misty Cloud Sect reported that Yun Shan had led the sect's elders out in full force, Jia Xingtian had even thought the sect was about to attack the Jia Ma Imperial Family.
He had immediately contacted Hai Bodong and President Fa Ma to tell them about it. They had all worried themselves sick over the matter while waiting for news.
"There hasn't been any particularly useful information, but judging by what I've heard, at least they aren't heading toward the Imperial Family."
Hai Bodong sat in a chair, his expression unusually solemn. If the Misty Cloud Sect really went to war with the Jia Ma Imperial Family, the Gutel Clan would be placed in a very awkward position. They would have to choose a side, and if they chose wrong, the entire clan might become history overnight.
Inside the secret chamber, only Fa Ma still wore a faint smile.
After all, he was the president of the Jia Ma Empire's Alchemist Guild. Whether the Jia Ma Imperial Family or the Misty Cloud Sect won, it would have little effect on him.
He was only present in the Imperial Family's council chamber because he had always been on good personal terms with Jia Xingtian and had received his invitation. As president of the Alchemist Guild, however, he could not choose a side lightly. He represented the alchemists of the Jia Ma Empire, and a wrong choice would bring serious consequences.
"There's been a new development."
Just as they fell silent, Yao Ye gently knocked on the secret chamber's door, then strode inside