Upon reading the whole content of the report, the chaotic energy of the Jade Hollow Plains faded into a dull roar in Jin Bao's ears. The triumphant shouts of tower-climbers, the bartering of merchants became background noise. The only thing that felt real for him was the cold dread seeping into his bones from the glowing words on the token.
"...direct a wave of foreign creatures to the Eastern Abyssal Domain..."
"...trample on the Divine Convenience Store..."
His guards, noticing his deathly pale face, stepped closer. "Young Master? Is something wrong? Is it news from the Guild Master?"
Jin Bao didn't answer. His mind, the sharp, calculating mind of a successor of a prominent trading guild, was racing, processing the implications with terrifying speed.
What he had just read was an act of asymmetrical warfare. The Violethaven Temple, cornered and humiliated, was about to unleash a catastrophe to let the people who did that to them pay for it.
