"Where is Wu Zong?"
In the metal corridor, a dozen or so figures surrounded and escorted the dignified middle-aged councilman towards the flying device.
Glancing briefly at the two squads of Chi General Guards following behind, his eyes flickered as he asked a question.
"He is still finishing the last touches of the Flying General transformation and is still in the Red Capital."
"I have already conveyed your request to him, to make sure that after completing the transformation, he will immediately head to Nanjiang to cripple that brat and bring him before you."
Upon hearing the inquiry, Tang Lin, the gray-robed elder, lowered his voice and used a force field to silently isolate the others.
"Hmm."
With an indifferent tone, Luo Wantao watched as rows of Chi Generals stood in two lines, waiting respectfully at the sides of the flying device's cabin door for him to enter.
Long accustomed to power, he then inquired about another matter.
