"This question doesn't seem like one you should be asking me."
Not only was the Island Mistress not afraid as she should have been, she even smiled calmly and turned to look at the elderly man seated above.
"Old Master Zi, if I'm not mistaken, these people have come here for no more than two reasons. First, like your Carefree Gate, they were driven from the Land of Shining Stars to our Great Northern Wasteland. Second..."
"Though I shouldn't say this, there are simply too many experts among them. I still feel the second possibility is more likely," the City Mistress said calmly.
"Your line of reasoning is indeed correct, but there are some problems with the possibility you've guessed," the old man said, narrowing his eyes slightly as though he had yet to wake up.
Yet his words made a flash of terror suddenly pass through the Island Mistress's beautiful eyes.
"They didn't come to deal with the Carefree Gate?"
The Island Mistress's voice trembled slightly as she cried out, "Their lineup seems countless times more terrifying than the Carefree Gate's was back then, doesn't it? If not for that, our North Marsh Island could never have survived until now."
"They are indeed stronger."
The old man slowly opened his eyes, then slowly closed them again.
After a long silence, he said, "Han Xingyue, you should make the trip yourself. Go find an acquaintance of yours and tell him that North Marsh Island will not take part in this matter. We only hope he will allow North Marsh Island to preserve its lineage."
"Ah?"
Han Xingyue's beautiful eyes flew wide open.
For a long while, she failed to recover from the meaning of the old man's words.
"Old Master Zi, what do you mean by this? You know perfectly