Chapter 156 Is There Going to Be a War Tomorrow?

There was an air of solemnity in the council room. In the dim light, Klaus sat at one end of the long table, looking dignified and determined. Marx and two other men sat on either side, each reacting differently when Klaus announced his decision to them.

Marx frowned slightly, his eyes betraying a hint of concern and doubt. His fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, as if pondering the consequences of the decision.

One of the subordinates' eyes dilated with astonishment. He leaned forward slightly, as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing. Another subordinate bowed his head and remained silent.

"Does anyone oppose this decision?" Klaus's deep voice broke the silence in the room. The sound seemed to reverberate through the air with an irresistible force.