At the same time, at the Wen Clan.
Wen Xianle sat by the window, propping her cheek on one hand as she gazed outside.
But her eyes were fixed on nothing, her gaze dazed and lost.
One look was enough to tell she was distracted, though no one knew what she was thinking.
Only after a long while did she notice the Sound Transmission Token vibrating in her arms.
She hurriedly took it out and infused it with Spiritual Energy.
Soon, a man's voice came through. "I couldn't get it done."
A light flashed in Wen Xianle's eyes, then gradually faded. "I see."
Wen Ruyun sighed softly. "Those above us still refuse to budge."
"But the Wen Clan will remain neutral. We won't get caught in any whirlpool."
"Then things aren't too bad," Wen Xianle said quietly.
Wen Ruyun hesitated before asking, "What about you?"
"My problem has nothing to do with anyone else," Wen Xianle said calmly, her expression barely changing.
"You... all right." Wen Ruyun sighed helplessly.
He had done his best in some matters, yet there was still nothing he could do.
As he saw it, they could only take things one step at a time.
After a moment's hesitation, Wen Xianle asked, "What's the situation now?"
Wen Ruyun took a deep breath. "The Five Great Powers, led by the Jiang Clan, have joined forces. They've also gathered quite a few other powers."
"There are more than a dozen openly involved. Some haven't declared their position."
"But they'll probably send people when the time comes. That boy has almost no chance of surviving."
Almost no chance of surviving.
Wen Xianle paused, then said, "All right. I understand."
Wen Ruyun asked reflexively, "You don't have anything else to say?"
"Anything else?"
Wen Xianle shook her head. "Why should