As soon as the words fell, the holographic projection disappeared, leaving only the empty conference room and everyone's astonished expressions.
"What's going on? How can he still contact us?" Zou Fangyu broke the silence first, his tone full of confusion and worry.
"Could there be some fish that slipped through the net?" another member guessed, his voice trembling slightly, and he was obviously frightened by this sudden change.
Mou Xuan's face was terribly gloomy. He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the force.
He felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart. There must be a bigger conspiracy behind this.
He looked around at the panicked people in the conference room, took a deep breath, and tried to keep himself calm.
"Don't panic, everyone." His voice was deep and powerful, carrying a reassuring force. "This is just their psychological tactic, the purpose is to disrupt our morale."
"But..." Zou Fangyu wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Mou Xuan.
"There is no but," Mou Xuan said in an unquestionable tone, "We must go to the clone manufacturing base as planned and completely eliminate them. Only in this way can we end this crisis."
His words were like a reassurance, allowing everyone to gradually calm down.
As they looked at Mou Xuan's determined eyes, the fear in their hearts gradually dissipated, replaced by a resolute courage.
Mou Xuan walked to the window, looked at the dark night sky outside, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.
He knew that the provocation from the leader of the Zhong clones was no bluff.
What awaits them will be an even more brutal battle.
He clenched his fists and swore secretly in his heart that no matter how many difficulties and obstacles lay ahead, he would lead everyone to defeat the enemy and safeguard the peace of the alliance.
His eyes fell on a document on the table, which contained detailed information about the clone manufacturing base.
He picked up the document and studied it carefully, trying to find clues from it.
Time passed minute by minute, and the conference room was silent, with only the sound of flipping papers and Mou Xuan's heavy breathing.
He looked at the provocative message sent by the leader of the Zhong clones...
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