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Heavy silence enshrouded the entire room, the people sitting inside the room looked nervous, some were even trembling, while some were sweating profusely.

If any other normal man enters this room, he would pass out just because of the aura the people inside this room were unconsciously emitting.

Yes, unconsciously, that was how strong these people were.

However, even these supposedly strong beings were trembling in front of the man sitting in front of them with a serious look on his face.

The man\'s hair had turned white, a sight that is not very common in this world since most people cultivate and extend their lifetime. Once these cultivators get old enough to have white hairs, they would just lock themselves inside their rooms and go into seclusion, desperately trying to break through and live longer.

This man, however, was different from others, he knew he could only live for two decades at best, however, he did not care. He didn\'t bother to go into seclusion to try and break through since he knew he can\'t do it.

He had already reached the peak, after all.

"So you are telling me…

That a single man infiltrated our army camp, killed around 6 Expert Stage Cultivators, caused chaos throughout the camp, alerted everybody, and still ran away?"

The man questioned in a serious tone.

Again, everyone just decided to stay silent.

They all were too scared to say anything right now.

This, however, annoyed the man even further,

"Answer my questions."

He spoke, no, he threatened.

"Y-Yes, t-that is what happened, L-Lord Herms…"

In the end, a man finally spoke up.

The white-haired man or Lord Herms turned towards the man who spoke and questioned,

"What was his cultivation stage?"

"He was a K-King Stage Cultivator, Lord."

"There were 7 King Stage Cultivators in the Army Camp.

You all, combined with all the soldiers you had under your command, failed to capture a single King Stage CUltviator?"

"Lord Herms, there were not 7 of us present there, General Armando was not present in the army camp when that man attacked."

Another man named Fredgelord spoke as he pointed at General Armando.

Herms narrowed his eyes and questioned.

"What were you doing when the Army Camp was attacked, Armando?"

Noticing his gaze, Armando\'s entire body trembled in fear. However, he quickly regained control over his emotions and answered,

"My subordinate saw some traces of fighting outside the army camp, these traces were very recent, therefore, I decided to act on my own and left the Army Camp to check them.

I never expected that the army camp would be attacked by an assassin when I was gone."

"What about the traces you are talking about? Did you find anything peculiar there?" Herms questioned.

"I did not, however, if I had to guess, I would say that those traces were of that assassin fighting someone else there."

Herms frowned.

"So you are saying that the assassin who was capable enough to kill and then escape from the clutches of 6 King Stage Cultivators was fighting someone else outside our army camp?"

"This is just my assumption, my lord. I am not very sure about this."

"Hmph! Don\'t you think it\'s too much of a coincidence? General Armando leaves the Army Camp and the assassin attacks, it is almost as if the assassin knew that you wouldn\'t be there."

Fredgelord snorted.

However, another man named Marcus shook his head,

"I believe it is just a coincident."

"Hmm? Why do you think so, Marcus? You aren\'t in this together with Armando, are you?"

Fredgelord provoked.

Marcus, however, was too experienced, to fall for that cheap provocation, he took a deep breath and continued,

"That assassin was capable of fleeing from 6 King Stage CUltviators and thousands of soldiers without any major injuries, I don\'t think the addition of another King Stage Cultivator would have changed anything."

Hearing those words, the others inside that room nodded as well.

These words sounded credible.

"Indeed, Fredgelord, rather than talking about this nonsense, I believe it would be better if you use your brain and think about ways to identify that Assassin."

Another man spoke up.

"Tch."

Fredgelord snorted.

"Forget it."

Suddenly, Herms, who has been staying silent for a while spoke.

"Hmm?" Armando and the other King Stage Cultivators turned towards Herms and frowned.

Herms, however, didn\'t care about what they were thinking and continued,

"If that assassin is as good as you guys say, there is no way we would be able to identify him, Golden Eyes might be rare, however, this does not mean that we can look for golden eyes men in the whole world.

For all we know, that eye color might be a disguise to distract us.

Therefore, rather than looking for someone so sneaky like him, it would be better for us to focus on our future plans.

In the end, only a few Expert Stage Cultivators lost their lives, they might be rare, however, in the end, we are still stronger than the Woods Army.

I don\'t think we would face any problems in crushing them."

Herms spoke.

The other Generals nodded their heads and suddenly, one of the Generals raised his hand.

"Lord Herms…"

"What is it?"

"Lord Herms, I heard that Ember Windstar, the General of the Woods Army has given up on her position as the General and has left the Army."

"Huh?" Herms and the others present in the room frowned.

"Are you certain?" Herms questioned.

"Yes, Lord. This news was reported by my trusted subordinate. A new General named Finkelstein has replaced General Ember.

Although not as good as Ember, he still has decent Skills as the General, however, he still hasn\'t won the trust of his soldiers yet.

It can be said that right now, the Woods Army is even weaker than before since their strongest General has just turned her back on them."

Hearing those words, a cold smile appeared on Herms\'s face

"Heh. Why don\'t we advance with our plans then?"