The two of Northern Ming Xuan nodded, saying they would investigate thoroughly.
If Ling Tianyu were to say his mood wasn't chaotic now, it would be impossible. The continuous occurrences of events left him overwhelmed, utterly exhausted.
The two of Northern Ming Xuan had already sent word back, instructing others to investigate the mentioned places with all their might, explicitly adding one sentence: at any cost.
The meaning was clear — search, no matter what, they must find it.
Ling Tianyu came outside the main hall, gazing at Emperor Mountain.
"Kuang Shiyi has recovered the lost territories," said Dao Fenghou, "though they can't enter from the east, south, west, or north, Zhong Jing fought for tens of thousands of years. These tens of thousands of years are long and short at the same time."
"Quite right," acknowledged Northern Ming Xuan. "Now we're at a disadvantage, especially when less than a third of our strong warriors can be deployed. It's truly difficult."
