"That's right, Brother Wang is correct. What must come will come eventually, and there's no stopping it. Rather than deliberately hiding it, it's better to let it be. The old dog named Mo has colluded with which tribe, it will soon become clear. Let that old man drink the northwest wind up in the sky... haha..." Yishan said, eyeing Elder Mo, who was confined in mid-air with a sardonic look, then he lowered his gaze to Wang Xiaoqiang and said, "Come, Brother Wang, let's go drink."
Wang Xiaoqiang nodded and said to Yiyun, "Yishan is right, what needs to come will eventually come. Sister Yiyun, regardless of whether there is a strong enemy advancing or not, precautions must be taken in advance. Now, you should immediately deploy your forces to strengthen the alert and immediately send scouts to the surrounding major tribes to gather information. If any tribe decides to mobilize an army, we must be on high alert, ready to deploy our forces for battle at any moment."
