Saving them was certain.
Ye Zhen would definitely save the Sand Clan tribes struck by this disaster. No matter the final outcome, he would do everything in his power to ensure that as many tribes as possible survived.
But how should he save them?
Which territory's tribes should he save first, and which territory's tribes should follow? That order was worth considering.
However, as Ye Zhen thought more deeply, his focus began to shift.
A rather grand plan gradually took shape in his mind.
Seeing Ye Zhen remain silent, the Sand Sea Divine Sacrifices present grew anxious.
"Divine Envoy Ye, it was indeed wrong of us to threaten you earlier! But we had our reasons, and now the fire is already at our eyebrows.
One day's delay could mean countless tribes vanishing and countless Sand Clan people dying.
This concerns life and death, survival and extinction. We ask Divine Envoy Ye to consider the greater picture, put righteousness first, and make a decision as quickly as possible!"
Sand Sea Divine Sacrifice Wu You spoke up. He was truly anxious.
His territory had suffered the worst damage. Without an effective means of disaster relief, in two or three years' time, he would be left a commander without an army. By then, no amount of territory would be of any use.
Not only was Wu You anxious, he also feared that Ye Zhen would open his jaws like a lion, so he added the lofty hats of righteousness and the greater picture.
This was also the consensus Xiao Ze, Wu You, Hua Xing'an, and the others had reached earlier.
No matter what, they had to make Ye Zhen take action to provide disaster relief—but they could not allow Ye Zhen to open his jaws like a lion.
Ye Zhen, who had been