"Junior brother, long time no see."
"Senior brother, I've come to wish you an early New Year..."
Zhou Lao's voice was icy cold, filled with deep killing intent. Only the War Master could hear this voice.
Like a towering pillar supporting heaven, the Supreme leader of the entire Federation Army, the War Master, at this moment, his entire body trembled almost imperceptibly.
But soon, he returned to his usual state, though his always sharp eyes showed a hint of bewilderment.
The Strategist beside him said nothing, waved his hand to dispel the light screen, then spoke.
"Zhou Wuliang has come this time, but his aura seems different. You all should be familiar with this feeling, especially you."
The Strategist looked at the War Master, his tone meaningful.
"With all things following the heart, the word become law, a single thought bridges heaven and earth—this is that man's method, and we had speculated he would leave some means for Zhou Wuliang."
