Wen Mo'er had not only passed on the warning; she had personally sought an audience with Gong Lince as well. Yet it was the same—she could not see Gong Lince.
Ju An had done his best, and Wen Mo'er had done hers. Before the people of Thatched Cottage Estate, husband and wife had said little. Their abilities were limited, and they dared not make promises, but behind the scenes, they had truly done everything they could.
The couple could do no more than this. Anything further, no matter how much they did, would be useless.
The sect had already made its decision. Their influence extended only this far. If they kept making a fuss, they would only make themselves unable to gain a foothold in Purple Gold Cave, and it still would not change anything.
Guan Fangyi still wanted to salvage what she could. Not to mention the value of that flock of birds, they were also excellent mounts. The people of Thatched Cottage Estate would need them for evacuation, allowing them to avoid danger in time.
Leaving everything else aside, Hui Qingping had to be sent to Demon Ridge as soon as possible. Otherwise, once the Heavenly Maiden Cult learned of this and began hunting her down, things would become troublesome.
She ran about everywhere, wanting to plead with the higher-ups of Purple Gold Cave who had once been enamored of her, who had once wanted to taste her fragrance. Yet times had truly changed.
First, she was no longer young and had lost the charm she possessed in her prime. Second, those men who had risen high in status would no longer impulsively act for the sake of a woman.
Thus, the people of Thatched Cottage Manor trapped in Purple Gold Cave found walls everywhere they turned and