Murong Qingxian spoke again. "Then if you try again, how much of a chance do you have?"
At those words, Murong Qingyu fell silent.
Murong Qingfeng and Murong Qingyun said nothing more either.
They had given their all on both attempts, holding nothing back.
A third attempt would merely mean trying another route.
Without Murong Qingxian's intervention, they could simply have made that third attempt without a word.
But things were different now. Having been offered a choice, they would have to bear responsibility if they persisted in doing something they had no confidence in.
They truly did not dare shoulder that responsibility.
Murong Qingxian calmly withdrew his gaze.
But soon, it settled on Chen Wen nearby. "I heard you know formation arts?"
Everyone jolted at those words, then looked up at Chen Wen.
Murong Qingxian's question reminded them of what Murong Qingcheng had said.
Chen Wen knew formation arts.
That was also the reason Murong Qingcheng had given for bringing him along.
But what did Murong Qingxian mean by this?
Did he intend to stake everything on Chen Wen?
Even Murong Qingfeng, Murong Qingyu, and Murong Qingyun had failed working together. Could he manage it alone?
If he failed, wouldn't that leave them with no chance at all?
For a moment, their minds churned in disarray, all manner of thoughts rising.
But with Murong Qingxian keeping them in check, they could hardly say anything.
Murong Qingcheng's expression shifted slightly.
What she had feared most had come.
One was her older brother.
The other was Chen Wen.
She did not know what to say either.
In the end, she still sent Chen Wen a voice transmission. "Brother Chen, you must think this through carefully."
She knew that, with Chen Wen's intelligence, he would understand what she meant.
A flicker passed