Nighttime.
The conference room of the East Asia Military Region compound had been filled with most of the generals. General Li Mingzheng, who disappeared in the afternoon, appeared once again in the conference room.
The people found that this enthusiastic and passionate State of Korea general's hair had turned white in just one afternoon. His expression carried an indescribable haggardness. Only his eyes were still bright and filled with expression. The cold and brutal gaze still had a trace of sorrowful joy.
With the appearance of Li Mingzheng, the atmosphere in the conference hall became more oppressive. This State of Korea general who snatched authority radically exuded a burst of gloomy aura.
His eyes were fixed on an empty chair in a conference room, which was Snake King Du Hen's special seat. Now that the meeting was about to begin, he still hadn't appeared.
