"Heh, interesting. I want to know the general size of the Titan Elves."
"Titan Elves, how do you know they're called Titan Elves?"
Everyone obviously missed the point of Kexiao's words, and Kexiao looked helpless, "I said it so it is, maybe that's just a feeling."
The old men looked at each other, saying it's as you say.
At this critical juncture, who cares about the scale? Here, take the sword, all the permissions are yours, warrior, the next battle is yours to fight.
Within an hour, all the bigwigs from the family factions completed the transfer of powers unanimously, and then they had nothing more to do with it, but this wasn't a small matter, so they didn't disperse.
Kexiao wasn't anxious at all, the group of old men in the command department did not affect him in the slightest, orders continued to pass down systematically, starting with public sentiment issues, then the intelligence on Roland and Sky Shadow, leaving everyone utterly confused.
