The entire Federation Central Building was plunged into chaos because of the sudden assassination of the leader.
In the high-level conference room, Zong Yan sat at the very center, directing everything.
After arranging all the aftermath plans, two core members, similar in age to Zong Yan, stepped out and whispered to each other with serious expressions.
"If Wei Shou hadn't died inexplicably, would it have been the turn of a member nation's Prime Minister to take charge?"
As the leader's absolute confidant and a senior Commander, Wei Shou had managed Federation affairs comprehensively over the years, truly the leader's right and left hand.
"Didn't you hear? I just got the news a few days ago; they said Wei Shou was taken out by Zong Yan's son."
"Ah? Really?"
"Otherwise, why would Zong Yan go out of his way to cover up and obstruct the trace of Wei Shou at the Southern Battlefield?"
