Bo Lian nodded in comprehension.
At this moment, he didn't want to say anything more.
Because the matters of the Hundred Sects Alliance and the Immortal Sect have become very complicated, one wrong step could lead to a bottomless abyss.
As for the supposed unwillingness to see the Hundred Sects Alliance bleed, with countless deaths and injuries, Bo Lian knew it was just a statement for the public.
In short, whatever the two Golden Level Chiefs wanted him to do, he would do, and he wouldn't do a bit more of what they hadn't instructed.
"Sir, I'll take my leave now."
"Go ahead—"
After Bo Lian left, he immediately returned to his place and issued a somewhat lenient order.
Once the order was sent out, Bo Lian went to find a place to drink.
He had thought that after the fall of the four Silver Level Chiefs, his power would greatly increase, but now he realized that the burden behind this power was truly suffocating.
How could he explain to the enraged major sects?
