Ten Days?

Chen Xinjie was lost deep in his own thoughts. Without a doubt, everything Tang Wulin said was sound. In truth, Tang Wulin had been well prepared before he came here. All that he said was true without an ounce of fabrication. Searching for the Holy Spirit Cult's headquarters was one of his missions anyway. He only left out the part about the Tang Sect's objective of preventing this war.

When he saw Chen Xinjie pondering, Tang Wulin knew that his words had reached him. From this moment on, everything would depend on the decision of the supreme commander of the combined fleet.

Chen Xinjie replayed the phone call he made before he came into the office.

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"Big brother, why are so free to give me a call?"

"Mmm, Blood Dragon. Have you heard of him? Is he one of yours?"

"Blood Dragon? You mean the Blood Dragon Unit? How did you meet them?" The voice which came from the other side of the receiver was filled with shock.