Chương 538: Another Crisis

Out of the warship, in the Black Dragon Troop, the Black Dragon General also heard the news.

"Report! General, we intercepted a letter sent to the enemy's warship."

It was a piece of paper, but the Black Dragon General knitted his brows tightly after throwing a few glances at it.

"Bring the military counselor here," the Black Dragon General said seriously.

Murong Long, not far away, had a hunch that something bad had happened. He also looked serious.

Soon, the military counselor of the Black Dragon Troop walked over slowly. He was walking so slowly not because he wanted to, but because he was physically weak.

He was a nearly bald old man who wasn't far from his death. He walked with a cane, bending his back.

But Murong Long knew this military counselor was actually no older than 30 years old, and he had once been a talented guy with a promising future.