Ji Chang sat upright in the grand council hall, his gaze burning like a torch, revealing a resolution and decisiveness unlike ever before.
San Yisheng and Nangong Kuo arrived one after the other, their faces carrying a mixture of excitement and anticipation. Evidently, they were also in the know; that resounding cry of the phoenix had awakened the dormant blood within them. From Ji Chang's summons, they could already smell the impending tempest.
"My Lord, when you summoned us, could it be that you have—?" San Yisheng was a meticulous man; he perceived the unusual gleam in Ji Chang's eyes.
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