Bab 591: Plotting against the crown

In the heavy silence that enveloped the chamber, Lu Jin stepped forward, a deep frown etched upon his countenance, a resolute determination in his stance. His voice, laden with urgency and concern, broke through the somber air as he implored Sol to reveal the identity of their formidable adversaries, to provide them with a name to grasp onto, a tangible enemy they could confront.

"Please, Sol," Lu Jin's voice resonated with a fervent plea, "give us a name. We should at least know who we're facing."

Sol's weak chuckle seemed to carry the weight of a heavy burden as he spoke, his eyes reflecting a mixture of regret and resignation. "I wish it were that simple," he murmured, the words tinged with a touch of melancholy. "I wish they were like any other adversary we could pinpoint on the streets of our empire."