"But in reality, there isn't much we can do!"
Yi Jinyi silently walked to the railing and looked down at the fish swimming back and forth in the water. There was not a trace of joy in her eyes; instead, they held a dead, desolate grief.
She seemed to be mourning the Seven Nights Divine Sect.
"Brother Lin and Senior have only just arrived in White Horse City, so you don't know much about the situation here!"
Grief filled Yi Jinyi's brows, and her voice grew lower and lower. "At first, as the Seven Nights Divine Sect's Holy Son, I issued an edict to the martial artists under Heaven. Sure enough, many martial artists came upon hearing the news, coming here to form an alliance."
"Seeing the martial artists in White Horse City grow more numerous by the day, and the alliance's experts gathering like clouds, we all thought that taking revenge for the Seven Nights Divine Sect was only a matter of time."
"But we never expected..."
Yi Jinyi's voice continued to drop. Lin Bai and Old Wen did not interrupt, but the two of them had already guessed what the situation in White Horse City was like.
Lin Bai and Old Wen had analyzed it before. Of the martial artists who had arrived in White Horse City to join the alliance, not all had sincerely come to help the Seven Nights Divine Sect take revenge.
The Seven Nights Divine Sect had ruled this territory for hundreds of thousands of years. They truly had many loyal tribes supporting them, and those people had genuinely come to help the Seven Nights Divine Sect.
But there were simply too few of them. They accounted for only one-fifth of the people currently in White Horse City.
The remaining four-fifths of the martial