Zhao Hai was sitting in the red Cloud Palace. All the elders and team leaders of the red Cloud gang had arrived. Zhao Hai was still wearing his grey cultivator's clothes and had a sword on his back. He sat there, but his aura was sharp, like a long blade that had been unsheathed.
"Gao Chang Gong, report the current number of people in the red Cloud gang," Zhao Hai said in a deep voice.
Gao Changgong's spirit was roused, and he immediately said in a deep voice, " "Yes, sect leader. Right now, the red clouds sect has a total of 7230 people."
"How's the investigation going?" Zhao Hai nodded.
