Inside the Zhao Family Inn in Unnamed City.
This was the largest inn in Unnamed City, and its first-floor hall could accommodate five or six hundred people.
At that moment, the hall was largely empty. Only at the table in the farthest corner sat seven or eight Chosen Ones from Southern City, discussing something.
"We can't keep Unnamed City." Nan Feng spoke with grave seriousness. "We don't have enough people. We can't leave too many brothers stationed here. If Sakura Taro comes back for another attack, we'll be finished."
Wu Yuansheng lowered his head in thought. "That's true, but this is such a huge city with abundant resources. Wouldn't it be too wasteful to just give it up?"
Xu Ming tapped the tabletop. "We need this city. Southern City's development has already fallen far too far behind Dragon City. The resources here are very important to us."
Nan Feng shook his head. "Why compare ourselves to Dragon City? They have hundreds of thousands of Chosen Ones. Can we even compare?"
After a pause, Nan Feng continued, "The brothers' safety matters more. As for resources... Southern City doesn't have many people. With Black Crow City, Yingjiang City, Hai Shang City... developing trade in those cities will give us more than enough resources."
Xu Ming spoke as if he hated that Nan Feng was beyond help. "God Nan, don't you have the ambition to become the richest man?"
Nan Feng snorted. "The richest man? Who gets to be the richest man? With my current strength, do you think I can take that title by force?"
Fuck...
Everyone sucked in a cold breath. There was nothing wrong with that logic.
No matter whose hands resources were in now, they would ultimately end up in the hands of the strong.
Once they all reached