Xu Qiuyan's mother was a decisive woman.
She had people gather manpower and send them straight up the mountain.
I knew she wanted those subordinates to scout ahead. She intended to use them to lull King Yan into complacency, so that the Embroidery Woman's appearance could catch him completely off guard.
After all, even King Yan did not know that the Embroidery Woman possessed a means of weakening his strength.
What Xu Qiuyan's mother worried about most were the Xu Family's death warriors who served the Embroidery Woman, because they knew our trump card.
She said that if she had been there earlier, she definitely would not have let those death warriors leave. At such a critical moment, it was better to kill the wrong people than allow any mistake to disrupt our operation.
She said that even the slightest error could be fatal. Sometimes, excessive kindness was actually irresponsibility toward one's own life.
Her words did make some sense, but in my view, they were still somewhat selfish. Our lives were lives, but the lives of those death warriors were lives too.
Besides, we could not be certain that those death warriors had truly betrayed the Embroidery Woman. Perhaps they simply did not want her to take such a risk and only hoped she could protect herself as much as possible.
As for the battle with King Yan, naturally, we would be the ones charging at the front.
Since they knew several factions wanted King Yan dead, it was not wrong for them to want to reap the benefits without lifting a finger. After all, we were outsiders to them, with no ties of kinship or friendship. I could understand their mindset of letting others die rather than themselves.
But Xu Qiuyan's mother asked me how I could be