Lei Tianlun slammed the table and stood up: "Such audacity, setting a precedent for the ages!"
"Indeed!" Song Lifu said, "Since we are aware of this matter, we ought to address the root cause. Mr. Lei, how about using the forces of Zhen Heaven Pavilion as the foundation?"
Lei Tianlun's expression was grave: "Marquis Su, Master Song, this is where the difficulty lies. I am ill, and the command of the pavilion's troops has fallen into the hands of Du Qinghe. This person is likely the heart and soul of Your Majesty, without his military token, the Zhen Tian Bing Hall cannot be mobilized."
Li Yafu said: "Exactly, although I am the Master of the Military Hall, I cannot command the leaders under me."
"No!" Kuang Lang said, "Master, the Seventh Team I lead can ignore the military orders!"
That's the benefit of directly commanding troops.
