Duan Yanran knows there is a solution, but with too many people, even if Fan Tong persuades the other Nine Armies upon returning, they can only pretend to fight. Every army consists of millions, and Emperor Mountain is overwhelmed; it's very difficult.
Too many people, and that's a problem too.
"So we proceed with your previous method," said Starry Elder.
Duan Yanran nodded, realizing it's the only way, and passed the message to stop crafting based on assumptions; the real solution involves two methods, but there's no elixir crafted this way.
Duan Yanran understands why her husband stopped writing; it's truly difficult, life-threatening matters.
Duan Yanran tidied the dishes and carried them out.
Starry Elder also went outside.
Just protect them.
"Master, Mu Yao's bloodline." Duan Yanran is still worried about her son's bloodline; when it erupted years ago, it caused them significant trouble, and they still don't know what bloodline it is.
