Capital.
The Guan Family.
The Old Man sat upright in his study like a monk deep in meditation.
On the desk before him lay a special report from the First War Zone's Intelligence Department.
"Little White Tiger of Chun Prefecture, Old Ninth, and a group of key members entered the Death Caverns. Their fate remains unknown."
"Several shipwrecks and bodies were discovered in the waters of the Death Caverns."
Those two short passages filled the powerful, high-ranking figure with anxiety.
The First War Zone, the Ji Family, and White Garment had all invested heavily in Chun Prefecture.
With undercurrents now stirring throughout the Asia Region, Little White Tiger was the strongest civilian force in the war faction's hands.
As long as Chun Prefecture remained secure, the Alien Races would remain afraid.
Chun Prefecture dared to do what the First War Zone could not.
Little White Tiger was a blade hanging over the heads of the Asia Region's Alien Races.
His record of slaughtering hundreds of thousands in the battle on Fei Island forced every restless Alien Race to weigh whether they could withstand Chun Prefecture's slaughter.
On a personal level.
The Old Man and White Garment had been grooming Little White Tiger as a central figure in the next generation of the war faction.
Now, the disappearance of all Chun Prefecture's key members had completely disrupted the Guan Family's plans.
"Ten days..."
The Old Man kept tapping his fingers against the sofa's armrest, muttering to himself.
Indeed.
Little White Tiger had been inside the Ghost Ship for ten whole days.
Rumors outside claimed that Little White Tiger and Old Ninth had perished in the Sea God's belly.
Mianbang, Fei Island, and Kou Island had all begun entertaining their own little schemes.
"Have you found out why Little White Tiger entered