As the dumbfounded expressions of the recruits lingered, all the commanders wore satisfying expressions on their faces. Everything was going according to plan.
The First Commander gave the stupefied recruits a couple of seconds to digest what they had just witnessed.
To them, killing a Golden Core Realm was nothing. It was like they were swatting a fly.
Finally, he spoke, but his expression was solemn. "We know some of you were spies sent by your clans, but we don't care. If you have the strength to achieve whatever mission you have, let us see."
Instantly, everyone held their breath, weariness etching onto their faces.
Spies among them?
The thought sent a cold shiver down their spines.
Immediately, a seed of doubt began to gnaw on their souls like a vice.
Watching the scene unfolding before him, the First Commander nodded slightly.
Their enemies thought they had everything under control.
