Whistle
The deaths of elders caused a lot of chaos in the tribe. Nobody expected that they would lose the core elders that they didn't even lose in the war.
Sam was really impressed when he got the news. He didn't expect the players to perform this well. After all, the targets are almost a whole realm higher in terms of cultivation, but they still managed to kill a lot of them.
They must have placed a lot of effort into that.
He changed his focus on the next step of the plan. The internal chaos caused by his curse is still not cooled down. He is causing some small troubles here and there to add them to the pile.
Taking this chaos to his advantage, he went to meet Commander Miran.
When he entered her office, she is sitting in her seat while holding her forehead as she looked through the reports.
"Hello, it seems like I came at the wrong time. Do you want me to come later?" He asked with a smile.