While the Qunxian Sect and Sea Clan leaders conferred, Zhao Yun, Yue Fei, and other generals gathered within Covering Sea City to discuss the current situation.
"The frequency of enemy attacks has decreased these days. I worry they are secretly scheming!" Zhao Yun, clad in silver armor, said bluntly, his expression slightly grim. This was the intuition of a top-tier general. It was this very intuition that had helped him dodge one crisis after another and defeat countless formidable foes.
"I have the same feeling. Unfortunately, our intelligence network is weak and can't penetrate their inner circle," Yue Fei said, frowning slightly, his voice deep.
