Old Mu's clouded eyes opened slightly.
"Little Bai, spare this old man the sarcasm. I'm not so old that I can't make decisions. You don't need to go to Feng Ying."
"What?!"
Black Impermanence stormed forward.
"Old Mu, have you seen what's happening at Feng Ying? I said from the start that there weren't enough people protecting Xu Yinyin to handle a crisis. And now look! If you'd sent just two more Ninth Tiers, we wouldn't be in such a passive position, with a junior who's only just entered the Seventh Heaven holding the front line!"
It wasn't that Black Impermanence looked down on Su Ye.
For a young man to stand at the gap in the Formation and shoulder that responsibility, Black Impermanence would give Su Ye a thumbs-up and call him a real hero!
He had guts!
But...
A junior should never have had to bear that burden.
They were the ones who should be fighting battles with their lives on the line!
Old Mu sighed.
"Send two more Ninth Tiers? Little Black, do you think Ninth Tiers grow on trees? How many are there in the entire Human World? And how many of them can be deployed at will?!"
Every Ninth Tier in Dong Huang had multiple duties. They either guarded Secret Realms or major cities, or took emergency assignments to suppress Star Beast or monster uprisings.
Human Prodigies needed protection, too.
Did he really think guarding a Human World stronghold this vast was easy?
"Yes, humanity has produced more and more powerful fighters over the years, but even more have died! The Human-Demon Battlefield is a meat grinder for the strong! How many have died at the hands of the Demon Race? How many have been crippled in battle, left alive but with barely a fraction