"I wasn't wrong, was I?"
Gao Neng looked around.
"..." The surrounding councillors looked at each other, momentarily confused by the meaning behind Gao Neng's words.
After a moment, however, a councillor nodded.
"That's right. To enter the council, the minimum strength required is the eighth rank or higher. Councillor Gao, is there a particular reason you're suddenly bringing this up?"
"I hope all councillors can contribute more directly to this war, just like the Sword Elder and the others," Gao Neng spoke again.
"Contribute more directly? Don't tell me Councillor Gao wants us to...?"
"Fine by me! If we have a chance to go to the front lines and kill the enemy, we're certainly willing to contribute. But if that happens, who will be left to command the war?"
"Exactly. The entire council can't just up and leave..."
"As I recall, you all just took a stance, stating that the battlefield command would be handled by us, correct?" Gao Neng interrupted the councillors.
"..."
