Zhao Gongming arrived at the place where the Three Xiao Sisters were drinking and talking heart-to-heart. He first let out a long sigh, then furrowed his brow tightly.
"I simply cannot make sense of it!
Could it be that your Senior Sister Jin Ling still thinks those Western Saints will not take action personally?
She insisted that our Jie Teaching held certain victory, that there was no need to do much, that we should wait quietly for the right moment, stand on the side of righteousness, and then seek an opportunity to act.
If we do not take the initiative to scheme, if we do not figure out a way to make the Western Teachings' Saints wary at a critical moment, can this work?
Tell me, can it?"
The Three Xiao Sisters: ...
Qiongxiao asked softly, "Big Brother, did you quarrel with Sister-in-law Jin Ling?"
"What quarrel? How is this called a quarrel?" Zhao Gongming slapped the table several times. "This is a reasonable dispute, an attempt to persuade the other party to accept one's own ideas!"
Qiongxiao covered her mouth and chuckled. "And that is not a quarrel?"
"Fine, we did indeed have a quarrel."
Zhao Gongming's face was full of frustration as he said in a low voice, "Then tell me, are we really just going to wait here and do nothing?"
Bixiao smiled. "It is not as if we are doing nothing! Look, Big Brother, we even brewed several jars of wine."
Zhao Gongming said sternly, "If we do not actively plan in the face of the Great Cataclysm, we might as well hide in the Chaos Sea and become deserters.
We need to move, we need to fight for it. At the very least, we must drill our great formations so that, when necessary, we can