"Everyone, the reason I've gathered you today is to discuss two extremely important matters." Lin Zhenyue's voice was steady and powerful, penetrating every corner of the Holy Temple.
He paused for a moment, apparently organizing his thoughts.
Then, his tone became heavy, "The first matter concerns the ordeal faced by our Red Flame Legion."
As he spoke, a trace of sorrow flashed in Lin Zhenyue's eyes.
"Not long ago, during the execution of an important task, our Red Flame Legion unfortunately encountered a well-planned ambush by the Blood Soul Hall. The battle was fierce and brutal, and the Red Flame Legion was nearly annihilated, with only the Supreme Commander and Ah Lang surviving."
At these words, a hushed gasp echoed throughout the Holy Temple.
The commanders of the nine major legions exchanged glances, their eyes filled with both shock and anger.
