The First Elder pondered for a while, then nodded.
"That will do. Although this method isn't ideal, it's still fair and proper. We'll proceed this way."
"Understood, First Elder," Sovereign Ning said with a nod.
He had made this decision to balance everyone's interests. Going to war with Spirit Hall sounded exhilarating, but as the sect sovereign, he had to consider the interests of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. He could not act solely on personal feelings.
Inside a room in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Zhuge Lan and Poison Douluo were drinking tea and chatting about recent happenings.
At that moment, a carrier pigeon flew in from outside and landed on Zhuge Lan's hand. Zhuge Lan removed a letter from the pigeon and began reading it.
After finishing it, a teasing look appeared on his face.
Seeing this, Poison Douluo hurriedly asked.
"Whose letter is it?"
"Bai Chenxiang's."
Zhuge Lan spoke helplessly. She was his wife, and aside from the usual comforting words, the letter also contained some complaints—complaints that he had not gone back to see her.
She even mentioned an operation afterward, and it was this operation that put him in a difficult position.
Poison Douluo burst out laughing, then said irritably.
"Well, well! Let's see what you'll do now. Your wife Chenxiang will probably come settle the score with you this time. You've been all lovey-dovey with Ning Rongrong here. When Bai Chenxiang arrives, let's see how she deals with you!"
"This..."
Zhuge Lan had a headache. Though he had not said anything, Poison Douluo had still guessed it. Bai Chenxiang really was coming, and she was bringing her sisters with her. He would probably have to keep a certain distance from Ning Rongrong.
This was troublesome!
"Forget it. I'll deal with it