It was supposed to be a briefing about the upcoming battle, but unexpectedly it turned into a sand table military drill. Tang Luo was scratching his head awkwardly standing by the sand table.
In terms of his position, he was now a minister in a branch of the Martial Hall. Even if he needed to participate in wartime discussions, he should've headed to the Martial Hall's council chambers, not take part here.
However, seeing the way the elders were casually discussing matters without regard for his presence, Tang Luo understood that this was their way of expressing their utmost care for him. He felt moved, but also a bit pressured.
After all, the family had high hopes for him. If he couldn't achieve something, how could he face these elders who had faith in him?
During this thought process, he heard the Clan Master Tang Zu speaking to the Tribal Chief, "So in your opinion, how should we react to the conspiracy of the Mi Clan?"
