Familiar Faces Come Calling (IV)

Facing Ling Wuyuan's directness, Guan Xiangfei was not surprised in the slightest. He merely felt that everything was entirely within his expectations.

He understood that Ling Wuyuan was simply that kind of person.

However.

The figures of all the onlookers around them made him hesitate a little. He was considering whether they should talk somewhere else.

In the end.

Thinking that the outcome would eventually become known to the public anyway, and that he might as well use this opportunity to spread the word far and wide, Guan Xiangfei chose to speak frankly.

"I'm here to ask for help."

"You know that although the sea race invaders have yet to directly invade White Mist Country, the negative effects they have brought are growing by the day. The entire country is already struggling to bear the burden, and who knew how many lives had met untimely deaths."

Through his words, the current state of White Mist Country and the surrounding nations gradually entered Ling Wuyuan's ears. It was a genuine scene of corpses strewn across the land.

Throughout the other party's account, Ling Wuyuan did not interrupt him. He truly just listened quietly to what he had to say.

Yet, from beginning to end.

The expression on his face did not change in the slightest.

He felt neither pity for the deaths of innocents nor anger at the sea race invaders' actions. There was only unchanging calm.

As though he were listening to some insignificant bit of news.

Pei Suxia beside him, on the other hand, showed some change in her eyes—a trace of reluctance to see such suffering. This showed that her heart was ultimately not as cold as Ling Wuyuan's. Compared to him, she was closer to a normal person—

Not long after.

Once Guan Xiangfei had fully explained