"What's the matter?"
Ultimately, Lu Hong was invited in, but the conversation among the four dukes temporarily ceased. After all, it was a matter of status; if Lu Hong had only been a Marquis of the Alliance, his entry might not have disrupted their discussion.
Nuoshan frowned and asked, presumably thinking that if Lu Hong didn't provide a reasonable answer, he would be scolded and sent away.
"This is a serious matter," Lu Hong said solemnly. "There's a mole within your Alliance."
"A mole?" Lei Shan raised an eyebrow. "Now, young Baron, clarify yourself. What do you mean by 'a mole'? Are you suggesting that this mole is one of your Empire's people?" he asked with a rather unfriendly tone.
It was well known that although the Alliance had many enemies, the beastmen and the Snowy Region could not place spies within the Alliance, so if there were spies, they could only be from the Empire.
"It's the demonic race." Lu Hong's words struck the four like a bolt of lightning.
