Cody almost dropped his phone in shock.
Three thousand men were one thing, but three thousand martial arts practitioners?
Who had so much influence over these people?
Not even the head of the South Division could gather so many martial arts practitioners on such short notice.
"I'll go over now." Cody stood up, brows furrowed, and prepared to leave.
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