บท 407: A Way to Break a Blood Contract

A dead silence had fallen over the war room. Only the ticking sounds of a clock could be heard in a corner.

"Remind me again, what were the Jinsha military's chances of taking down the Golden Hands when we were running our tactical simulations?" someone asked.

"I think it was around 60 percent," replied one general.

The air in the room had turned icy cold. Even if they'd had a 60-percent chance of coming out victorious, there was no way they would be able to take down such a large-scale organization so easily.