Capital.
Guan Residence.
The Old Man stared unblinkingly at the nautical chart.
Fei Island's location had been circled in red.
While Little White Tiger went on a killing spree on Fei Island, the Old Man bore all the pressure.
In fact, his burden was no lighter than Chun Prefecture's.
Although all four major factions of Guotai Min'an had tacitly approved Little White Tiger's actions,
at the direction of certain people with ulterior motives, Fei Island's horrific situation had still been exposed.
They even portrayed Little White Tiger as a murderous fiend, an invader bent on exterminating entire peoples.
Some bleeding hearts back home had already begun condemning Chun Prefecture online.
"How's that little brat doing?"
After staring for a long while, the Old Man asked, "I heard White Garment mobilized troops?"
"Yes. He probably saw the pressure you were under too. He bypassed the Capital outright and assembled three divisions in the name of peacekeeping."
"What damn pressure am I under? Chun Prefecture's people died, and Little White Tiger's fighting the war."
The Old Man silently lit a cigarette and took a deep drag. "Looks like things aren't going smoothly on Fei Island. Otherwise, Xiao Baiyi wouldn't be in such a hurry to get involved."
"Yes. Chun Prefecture, the Pao Ge Society, and the Ji Family have each lost over thirty percent of their forces."
Guan Lei rubbed his hands together and said expectantly, "Old Man, let me go to the island."
"The time isn't right."
The Old Man shook his head, refusing.
The First War Zone represented absolute justice.
Once they entered Fei Island, they would have to end the war.
The slaughter would have to stop too.
Who besides Little White Tiger, who wasn't afraid to dirty his hands, would dare bear the infamy of slaughtering an entire