Rushing East and West

"What did you say?" Red Cloud smashed the glazed cup in fury.

The cultivator who had delivered the news had no choice but to repeat the disheartening report. "The fleet was ambushed. Every guarding cultivator was killed, all the resources being transported were taken, and they did not even leave us the ships. They only sent the ordinary civilians back."

Red Cloud swayed, his vision going dark with rage. "Ning Ye... Fine. Ruthless! You're ruthless enough!"

"What do we do now?" Someone else was growing anxious. "That was three months' worth of cultivation resources for the entire Frostcrest Archipelago."

What do we do?

How the hell was he supposed to know what to do?

The Sacred Venerable had decreed that they could attack in a year, which meant they could not attack now.

The goods were on Aurora Island, but sorry—you could only watch. There was not a damn thing you could do about it.

Thinking of this, Red Cloud understood why Ning Ye had dared to attack. He said darkly, "Ning Ye must know about the one-year agreement. He knows that this year is the time when he can do whatever he pleases, which is why he dared to strike so proactively. But... we may not be able to attack the island, yet that does not mean we cannot deal with him outside the island!"

That was right. Aurora Island could not be attacked for one year, but if they came out, they would no longer be covered by the agreement.

The problem was that the world was vast, and this group came and went without a trace. Where were they supposed to find them?

As he pondered, another fire talisman message suddenly arrived.

Red Cloud took it, already faintly sensing the answer. It was probably bad news again.