In an instant, Li Hongbo felt his scalp tingle as if it might rip away from his skull. Even though he, as the territorial supervisor, held an innate geographical advantage, the thought of opposing one hundred and fifty thousand Martial Guards filled him with a dread he couldn't suppress. Most crucially, what kind of ordinary person could summon one hundred and fifty thousand Martial Guards in a flash?
THUD, THUD, THUD.
Suddenly, a series of heavy footsteps approached.
"Commander, everyone downstairs has been detained." Two young figures in Martial Guard uniforms strode forward with agile steps. Standing before Chen Yang, they bowed respectfully.
Li Hongbo's mind went blank. Commander? Throughout the entire empire, there was only one Commander.
"The... the War God of the State!" Li Hongbo shot up as if his pants were on fire, his eyes bulging as he stared at Chen Yang like he'd seen a ghost. His lips trembled, unable to form words or even close.
