Xi Huan's mind was simple.
"You go to Auberon and make it clear. I'll go to Phoebe's."
"Send the elites out to fight."
Said Xi Huan in a low voice, looking honest.
The other elders looked puzzled.
They didn't know what was on his mind at all.
At this time, Phoebe was sitting aside, quietly waiting for the report from the crowd.
He received a message from his staff that West had agreed to help and was approaching him.
Knowing this, the big stone pressing on Phoebe's chest was a little lighter.
"Mr. President, Mr. Xi Huan is here."
"We don't know what he wants to do. What do you think?"
The guard quietly walked toward Phoebe and said respectfully.
"Do you need to send him away?"
"We don't know what they want to do."
"They called in a lot of people and suddenly became active."
Phoebe frowned and knew that the situation here was not simple.
"No, thanks."
Phoebe shook his head and looked not far away.
Keeping a certain distance from Phoebe, Xi Huan nodded politely.