"Master Yanhui, what do you think…?"
As the Dao Expert presiding over this place, everyone subconsciously turned their gaze towards this kind and compassionate old monk, hoping he could offer some advice.
"What General Song says makes sense," Master Yanhui began. "However, once the great tide collapses, thirty percent of the land will turn into a marshland. Thus, in this old monk's humble opinion, stopping the great tide is still the top priority."
After glancing at Song Tingye, who stood with his sword, Master Yanhui's calm and peaceful eyes twitched slightly, not fully agreeing with his proposal.
"But Master, without the help of a Dao Expert, how can we stop this great tide?" someone asked.
"The one who tied the bell must be the one to untie it," Master Yanhui replied enigmatically. "What comes from a source must be dealt with at that source."
Hearing Master Yanhui's cryptic words, many people frowned, grumbling inwardly.
