"I must personally return to Wolf City to escort Lord Earl's remains…" Tang Mo waved his hand, signaling the officer who was reading the letter that it could be discarded now: "If they truly head south, then they are basically giving us a pretext to start a war."
"If that is indeed the case, this war will not end easily. I will personally lead the troops into Suthers, seize their King City, and strangle their king on his throne!" Tang Mo stood up, speaking sternly: "Send a messenger, polish my message a bit, and convey my verbal message to them."
"Yes!" A group of Northern Ridge officers stood up immediately, saluting Tang Mo as if they were paying tribute to Lord Earl.
Unknowingly, Tang Mo had become the linchpin in their hearts, the unchallenged leader among them.
