While Xia Hong was busy disguising himself as Hong Yu and prying information from Hou Hu, the atmosphere in the distant Longshan Camp was tense and foreboding to the extreme.
Having been the dominant force of Longyou for nearly fifty years, Longshan Camp not only boasted immense power but also substantial resources.
The grandeur of the council hall in Longshan Camp was a testament to its might.
The council hall, spanning a full twenty meters square, was filled with various iron furniture wrapped in Beast Fur; the hall's splendor with painted beams and sculpted columns was dazzling; the floor was completely covered with Beast Skin rugs; in the center stood an iron furnace over five meters in diameter, its coal fire burning brightly, making the entire hall warm as spring.
However, the blazing furnace was at odds with the sullen faces of the twenty or so people seated in the hall.
Sitting at the head was Li Xuanyan, the eldest son of Longshan;
