"Lord, we've brought your breakfast."
At this moment, a shout echoed outside the territory.
It was the voice of Steward Xu Zhong.
Lin You's thoughts moved, and Cyan Rattan's vines made way for them.
Before long, Xu Zhong followed several settlers who delivered meals into the territory.
"Greetings, Lord."
"Is there something you wish to discuss?"
Lin You casually opened the chat channel to check.
"I am here to report on the situation around Yellow Sand City, Lord," Xu Zhong replied respectfully.
"Alright, go ahead."
Lin You continued browsing the chat channel, listening intently.
Seeing this, Xu Zhong promptly said, "Lord, after our investigation yesterday afternoon, it is confirmed that the Lord of Profound Yang City perished in the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms, and the Lords of the other two cities also suffered heavy losses."
"The Lord of Profound Yang City is dead?"
Lin You paused and looked over at him.
