"Those crazy bastards!"
The white-haired old man exclaimed as he touched his temples.
After a few seconds of silence, in which the old man calmed down, another question came out of his mouth, always In that authoritative tone.
"So? What have you done to prevent a disaster?"
"We have deemed the clash between the two of them and the lord of crimson to be almost certain, so we have decided to send two of our top-tier scouts to follow their moves, and evacuate all the citizens in the area to avoid any civilian casualty."
After a few seconds, the old man replied with a nod, as if his thinking had just passed an exam.
"Alright then, hurry up and prepare people on the site who will be ready to close the roads in case of a clash, it'd be troublesome if a couple of dozen people died because we arrived late."
"Yes"
