"Centurion, what is my task?"
Having traveled a certain distance away from Iron Blood City, Wyatt Barnes could not help but ask.
"Your task is to sow discord between the 'Blackarmor Army' and the 'Lian Clan' from the Black Mountain Kingdom, ensuring they completely sever ties with each other."
Centurion 'Declan Yorke's' eyes shimmered momentarily as he answered slowly.
Emotion welled up within him.
For many years, the Iron Blood Army had devoted tremendous effort to this end, to no avail.
He didn't understand why the Commander-in-Chief would assign this mission to Wyatt Barnes...
In his view, it seemed impossible for Wyatt Barnes to accomplish this task.
"Blackarmor Army? Lian Clan?"
Wyatt Barnes' eyebrows quivered slightly, "Centurion, could you please elaborate?"
"Certainly."