"The situation has truly gone to ruin..."
On the top floor of the Sea God Pavilion, Yan Shaozhe leaned forward slightly, tapping the documents on the table as he looked gravely at the pavilion elders.
"Elders, we reached an agreement with the Body Sect not long ago to launch a joint surprise attack on Mingdu next month. We must also consider whether this is our final chance to turn the tables from the brink of defeat. After all, the Sun Moon Empire has already demonstrated overwhelming strength. If we give them enough time to develop further..."
"We know all that, Yan Shaozhe," Elder Lin said softly.
"But the question now is, what are our chances of success in attacking Mingdu? And even if we succeed, how long can we delay the Sun Moon Empire?"
"Heh, if we succeed, Xuan Zi and Du Busi will destroy Mingde Hall's headquarters outright, then unleash a slaughter and massacre their research soul engineers. That should set the Sun Moon Empire back several hundred years at the very least!" Yan Shaozhe said with a smile.
"That will buy us one opportunity after another..."
"Yan Shaozhe, I heard that just recently, you canceled the funding Mu En had approved for the Soul Tool Department. Is that true?" Elder Lin asked, gazing steadily at him.
"Yes, Elder Lin! You must stand up for the Soul Tool Department!" Qian Duoduo pleaded through tears and sniffles.
Ever since Yan Shaozhe had taken over as Acting Pavilion Master after Mu En's "departure," with Xuan Zi's wholehearted recommendation, soul tool development had suffered a devastating blow. Every decision Mu En had made had been overturned, and Yan Shaozhe had even kept his eye on the recently allocated funding of over a hundred million.
"Hmph!" Xian Lin'er snorted, folding her arms across