Chapter 857: Preparedness Averts Peril (Long Chapter for Monthly Votes)

Yika Republic·Mote City

In the spacious and luxurious office adorned with various statues, He Ao stood under the bright lights, looking up through the wide floor-to-ceiling windows at the obscured sun. Streaks of scattered red light spilled from the edges of the sun as he slowly began,

"Are all the division heads here?"

The crowd crammed in the office fell somewhat silent upon hearing this question.

They glanced at one another, some shuffle emerging among them as if hesitating on how to answer He Ao's question, fearful that a careless word might provoke He Ao and turn them into one of the corpses lying below.

"The division heads near Mote City have all been summoned here by Sett,"

a slightly emaciated young man at the back of the crowd spoke with a trembling voice. Hearing his voice, the crowd naturally parted, opening a path to He Ao.