Xu Shuo didn't eat a single bite of the last batch of roasted meat.
The Duke of Silver ate the majority, Zuo Fang stealthily ate a small portion, completely forgetting to earn Dedication Values from the Holy Court. After finishing the meal, everyone clapped their hands and prepared to take action.
"I have sent people to closely monitor that White-robed Bishop, let's head to the Far North Mountain Range first, where the situation is more severe."
The tone of the Duke of Silver brooked no argument.
Everyone was now within his Silver Castle, so even if there were objections, it probably wasn't the time to raise them and forcefully implement changes.
Unless everyone decided to forget everything and start fighting on the spot, listening to whoever wins.
But there was no need for that.
The Duke of Silver had already arranged the horses, and Zuo Fang, who arrived later, didn't even need to change his clothes, bringing the wetness of the snow with him as they left once again.
