How could they win this war?
Han Su's words left everyone at a loss for an answer. Rong Qiyue couldn't help scratching his head. "Honestly, think about what you just said. Is there anyone here we can actually deal with?"
Abyss Studio, the World Council, noble bloodlines—
"In theory, yes."
In the heavy silence, Wei Lan suddenly smiled. "During the last Qinggang City Destruction War, I took part in the Qinggang Council's vote. We can basically identify the three people Han Su mentioned who cooperated with Abyss Studio."
"Of all our enemies, these three are at the very bottom. If we're going to make a list, we should start with them."
"As for the rest, it's certainly difficult to talk about them right now, but I don't think we're without a chance."
She looked at Han Su and smiled. "Actually, I'm more curious about what's happening now."
As she spoke, she gestured lightly around them. Her smile put everyone at ease and lifted their spirits. "For example, we were already beaten into the ground, yet now we have the chance to sit here and chat over drinks."
Han Su met her gentle gaze and understood.
She was trying to tell him that they shouldn't start by discussing hopeless problems. They should first talk about what gave their little group an advantage, which would help build their confidence.
He smiled. "To be honest, I've only just started trying to figure it out!"
"I return to the Ancient Castle again and again, rescue people, and then leave. You already know that."
"But now I've started to notice some subtle changes."
"What I did to save people in the past also affects me in the present. This time, the way I left the Ancient Castle was different from before, and that led to