"Lord Linghu!!" True Lord Huode's nascent soul shrieked, his voice tinged with fear. "I have news of Lord Shangguan Yeran's fall. This is a matter of military intelligence. If you dare to use public office to avenge private grievances and delay Hall Master's affairs, not only will Hall Master spare you no mercy, even you Twenty-Eight Star Lords will fall one by one..."
"Stop!" A sharp shout rang from within the tent. The man's treasured sword halted in midair as though cast from bronze and forged from iron. True Lord Huode's body could not move, yet cold sweat was already dripping from his forehead.
"Let them enter..." As the authoritative voice sounded from inside the tent, the man sheathed his sword and stepped aside. The Immortal General raised a hand and said with a smile that did not reach his eyes, "Star General Huode, please..."
He then tossed the triangular flag to Zhou Hong. "You go in too!"
Zhou Hong was greatly alarmed. Catching the flag, he hurriedly saluted. "This subordinate was ordered by Star General to escort him here. Since Jiao Mu Jiao wishes to see Star General, this subordinate should return to patrol duty!"
"Didn't you hear what Lord said? He told all of you to enter," the Immortal General said with a cold laugh.
"Yes, my lord!" Zhou Hong did not dare argue. He answered, lowered his head, and hurried into the tent after True Lord Huode.
True Lord Huode had always been proud and unruly, but his heart suddenly hung in the air. He was Kong Hongwu's Star General. Though his status could not compare to Star Lords such as Jing Mu An and Jiao Mu Jiao, his position within Star Lord Palace had always been somewhat detached, and he ordinarily had no need to deal