"Disrespectful in your old age and slick with your words!"
Ye Ling sneered disdainfully.
The old man's face immediately showed a hint of viciousness after being spoken to like that by Ye Ling.
He suddenly shouted, "Where is my Southern Border army?!"
No sooner had his voice faded than the sound of measured footsteps suddenly came from outside the council hall.
The Southern Border army was assembling in the city.
Although this city was the main base of the Southern Border army, there were only about ten thousand soldiers stationed within the city.
After all, the Southern Border had been unstable for years, requiring a large number of troops to be stationed at various locations to prevent uprisings!
"We are here!"
Shortly after, a stern voice came from outside the council hall.
Upon hearing this, the Southern Border King's face turned even uglier, for he knew to whom the voice belonged.
It was his other protector, Wu Shiyu.
