"Of course I wouldn't misunderstand." Jiu Fangtao smiled gently, her expectant eyes shimmering with warmth. It wasn't that she wasn't looking forward to it—she simply didn't want anyone to feel burdened.
"Good. Let's first sort through everything that's happened recently, along with our strategic deployments for the future." As I spoke, I led the young girl into the center of the main hall. Everyone soon began laying out their recent strategic arrangements and future predictions for heated discussion, hoping to coordinate smoothly in the war to come.
The Jiu Fang family's third-in-command, Jiu Fang Jin—the same Jiu Fangtao's grandfather—commanded the force closest to the Beihu family, so they were relatively the easiest to coordinate with. The plans we made afterward were also primarily based on cooperation, preserving our own strength as much as possible while weakening the various forces of the Gulong and Shengtu families.
"Relations between lineages aren't all that solid. Only interests can bridge the gap between them. We can do this." Jiu Fangtao quickly made several cuts at a few key points, dividing several forces as if slicing up a cake. Then she looked as though she intended to swallow the other side whole.
"Surround a point and strike the reinforcements," I said with a smile. This little girl had quite a few tricks up her sleeve.
"Surround a point and strike the reinforcements? Uncle, what a wonderful description. As expected of the War God of the Primordial Immortals." Jiu Fangtao's expression turned thoughtful. When she was serious, that soft, sweet look of hers really made people unable to resist taking a few extra glances. Even Beihu Yun and Mao Chuchu couldn't help turning their eyes toward her.
She was clever, modest, and graceful. Anyone would like a child like that.
"Hehe, you flatter me. I only