When Fang Hong saw Luo Hao's tightly furrowed brows and solemn expression, he knew the situation was unusual.
It was truly perplexing that a cultivator at the Late stage of Golden Core would sigh repeatedly and be so unsettled.
He secretly wondered what major event could cause Senior Brother Luo to lose his composure like this.
A moment later, Luo Hao slammed a jade slip onto the stone table, producing a crisp sound.
His expression even carried a hint of lingering anger.
"Senior Brother, what exactly happened? Why are you so angry?" Fang Hong, sitting beside him, couldn't help but ask.
"Alas, it's all because of those matters in Zhao State," Luo Hao sighed deeply, his face full of helplessness.
"Zhao State? What happened to Zhao State?" Fang Hong's heart tightened upon hearing this, feeling a subtle unease.
"Zhao State has officially launched a large-scale war against our Qin," Luo Hao said with a heavy tone.
