Qiong Shanhai looked grim. "The Wei Family has fallen. Who in the central territories can we ally with now? They're all exposed to the Eastern Frontier Alliance's iron hooves."
Qiong Xi'er said calmly, "Don't worry. The central territories aren't stupid. Most importantly, this war has made it clear to everyone that the Glory Hall really is supporting Lu Yin. Their enemy isn't just Lu Yin; it's the Glory Hall as well. They may not think much of Lu Yin alone, but the Glory Hall is different. Even if Wei Rong is dead, the central territories will still unite. They won't let Lu Yin invade so easily."
Qiong Shanhai chuckled ruefully. "Everyone has their own way of doing things. With Wei Rong gone, the central territories have lost their brains."
Qiong Xi'er's gaze flickered. "Not necessarily."
Qiong Shanhai looked at Qiong Xi'er. "What do you mean?" Seeing her lost in thought, he said sternly, "You're not thinking of getting involved, are you? No. Ten Thousand Cities must never get involved. Even if Lu Yin unifies the Outer Universe, he still won't be a threat to us. Don't give him an excuse to come after us."
"I know," Qiong Xi'er replied.
Everyone was waiting for the moment the Wei Family finally fell.
Wei Rong had the members of the Wei Family withdraw from their ancestral planet. Wei Baichuan stayed behind. As the head of the Wei Family, he couldn't leave.
The allied forces drew closer and closer to the ancestral planet.
Wei Baichuan was despondent. He was waiting to die, waiting for the final moment.
Had the Wei Family made a mistake all these years? They had forged alliances left and right, but in the end, they couldn't stand against sheer power. The various factions had abandoned them without hesitation. So much