Tamas curiously asked, "Why should it be done in the name of Major Ronald?"
Winters gazed out the window, a touch of helplessness in his voice, "Our grudge with that monkey butt face is just too big. If he learns his opponents are me, or you all, then what he would do next… would be very hard to gauge using common sense."
The room burst into laughter once again.
"If you ask me, get a pot, melt some gold and pour it over the top. Take it to the riverbank and hail the barbarians across the way like that," Bart Xialing said with a sly smile, "Who knows, maybe in the heat of the moment the barbarians would charge over recklessly. We could then take the chance to strike them on the head, knocking them all dead on the riverbank."
Winters was noncommittal, casting a glance at the others, "Do all of you think the same?"
Some nodded.