Wang Yuan took both letters into his hands, opened them together, and quickly read through them.
Su Qinghan's military report was detailed and comprehensive. Every battle from the Northern Frontier to Cross Ridge was marked with its time, location, troop strength on both sides, and tactical characteristics.
It even estimated Xiao Jin's usual charging rhythm and the spread range of Killing Intent after his demonic blade left its sheath.
Daoist Fencang's alliance proposal was far more straightforward, opening with the words, "When the lips are gone, the teeth grow cold."
What followed listed the troops, firearms, and mineral vein resources Chiyan Valley could provide, as well as the specific defensive sectors it hoped Kaoshan Sect would take responsibility for.
After reading them, Wang Yuan placed both letters on the table and fell silent for a moment.
"An alliance is possible."
He spoke in a calm voice. "But I have one condition."
Luo Qingyi and Yan Wushuang looked at him at the same time.
"The alliance must be led by Kaoshan Sect."
"Military orders, defensive deployments, and the timing of advance and retreat will all be decided by me."
"If Daoist Fencang is willing to follow my command, Chiyan Valley will be an ally."
"If he is unwilling, then each side can defend its own territory. There is no need to force it."
Luo Qingyi raised her brows slightly.
She had expected such forcefulness from him, but hearing it with her own ears still gave her a deeper understanding of the young man before her.
He had no intention of becoming a nominal alliance leader like Situ Lie. What he wanted was true command.
Yan Wushuang's expression changed slightly. His lips moved, but he did not immediately refute him.
Luo Qingyi and Yan Wushuang exchanged a glance, each seeing the same