Chen Xiaojun's words stirred ripples through everyone's hearts, leaving them to digest it all for quite some time.
The Chen Clan's Kirin Prodigy truly lives up to his name... Someone sighed inwardly, and it voiced the thoughts of many present.
Such insight far beyond his age, such boldness, and such command in applying all manner of things were genuinely admirable.
Ma Zhibin took a deep swig of wine. The pungent liquid slid down his throat, dispelling the shock in his heart. He chuckled, breaking the brief silence. "Sure enough, if we follow you, Xiaojun, we'll eat our fill."
The corners of Chen Xiaojun's mouth lifted slightly, revealing a gentle smile. "Uncle Zhibin, as long as you can eat your fill, I can rest easy. That proves your teeth are good and your appetite is fine. It's a good thing."
That drew involuntary smiles from the crowd.
However, the smile on Chen Xiaojun's face soon faded, and he said solemnly, "Elders, there is one last matter. Perhaps it can also be considered the most important one."
There was more?!
Everyone's hearts tightened, and the nerves that had only just relaxed instantly went taut again.
More important than the earlier planning for Iron Jaw Fortress, the allocation of resources, and the future layout? What could it be?
Everyone's eyes focused on Chen Xiaojun. They saw him turn his wrist, and an almost imperceptible glimmer of Soul Power flashed. A thick, neatly folded roll of oilpaper appeared in his hand.
He unfolded it and spread it flat across the table.
It was a gigantic blueprint fully two meters long and two meters wide!
On the blueprint was an extremely complex circular formation.
Countless profound curves, runes, and nodes were densely interwoven, forming a dizzying pattern.
The direction of the lines seemed to contain