Wufa could not nod. "Although the Holy Son has already arranged a brilliant strategy, we must still be cautious when facing the Lin clan. There will absolutely be no problems within the city. Any forces connected to the Lin clan, or possibly connected to them, have been removed from sensitive posts by me, or expelled from the city outright."
The Imperial Preceptor said, "The utmost priority is still the Formation Platform! Who is currently guarding it?"
Wufa smiled faintly. "Someone absolutely trustworthy!"
"Who?"
"Wood Clan Leader Mu Qianshan!"
The Imperial Preceptor was slightly startled. "The Wood Clan Leader came personally? I did not even know."
Wufa said, "It was Wood Clan Leader's own intention. He said that the Lin clan could worm its way through every crack. As the most crucial link in Xihe's defenses, the Ancient Great Formation was something he could not entrust to anyone. He would guard it personally, without making it public. If anyone dared set their sights on it, he could catch the enemy off guard."
The Imperial Preceptor nodded lightly. "The Wood Clan Leader suffered a tremendous loss of face under the Lin clan's oppression that day. His hatred for the Lin clan stood foremost among all clans. With the Clan Leader guarding it personally, there naturally will be no problem!"
This was probably everyone's consensus.
Among Xihe's Thirty Foreign Races, if one had to name the clan Lin Su had absolutely no chance of turning, the Heavenly Race came first, and the Wood Clan was probably second.
Why?
Because the humiliation the Wood Clan Leader had suffered that day was too great.
A dignified Clan Leader had a blade held to his throat by Lin Su—on the night the Xihe Decree was implemented, Lin Su had ordered Lu Tiangao to arrest every Wood