"Where was the one supported by the palace?"
"He won't come out either. Taizu has an alliance with the Zhang Family."
Seeing that they were still fixated on finding extraordinary individuals, Chen Huai simply laid it bare. "If we can bring in Pan Yun, they can bring in a Great Lama with eight young lamas; if we bring in the Zhang Family's ancestor, who knows what sort of people they can find? Any one of these people may indeed be no match for an army of thousands, but one person can easily kill a hundred, a thousand. Are the lives of those hundred or thousand soldiers not lives?"
Chen Huai said, "When cultivators fight, soldiers will get caught in the disaster. When that time comes, no one will be able to stop it. Besides, dragging that group of people into a secular war is by no means a good thing. None of us can control them."
They could accept Pan Yun because she was loyal to the sovereign and loved her country, and because her father and brother were both present, while she cared deeply for them.
Otherwise, no matter how anxious they were, they would never have considered dragging her into this mess.
Once everyone thought it over, they agreed. They could only restrain themselves and abandon the idea.
Pan Yun's injuries were even worse than they had imagined. She did not wake until noon the next day, and the moment she opened her eyes, she began vomiting blood mouthful after mouthful, chilling Kuang Ye and the others to the bone.
Pan Yun vomited blood as though she were spitting water. When she finally finished, her face was pale as she said, "I need to enter seclusion to treat my injuries."
Kuang Ye and the others did not dare