"Grandfather!"
Xiang Yun asked anxiously,
"Are we just going to endure this?"
"Endure."
Xiang Li spat out a single word, his voice heavy as iron:
"Now is not the time for you to act on impulse. Even though our lineage has declined, the Golden Glow Sect as a whole is not much stronger than us. For them to act so brazenly, they must have someone backing them.
If we rashly go to war, not only will we fail to reclaim those lost resource sites, we may also fall into a trap."
As he spoke, he rose from his seat and looked at the clansmen gathered before the Ancestral Hall, his gaze sweeping over one young, furious face after another.
"I know there is fury and hatred in your hearts.
But remember, the Xiang Family's current situation is even more difficult than you can see.
Any conflict could be magnified and become an excuse for others to suppress us further."
He raised his voice, speaking each word with deliberate weight:
"Pass down my order. All clansmen are forbidden from leaving the ancestral land within a hundred miles unless absolutely necessary.
From this day onward, all clan businesses outside shall be temporarily abandoned. If you encounter provocation from outsiders, avoid it if you can. If you cannot avoid it... preserving your lives is the highest priority!
The businesses we have lost and the humiliation we have suffered will one day be repaid a hundredfold!"
Once the order was issued, the clan elders stepped forward one after another to suppress the unrest. The commotion outside the hall faded away, and people gradually dispersed, leaving behind an oppressive silence throughout the village.
The younger disciples clenched their fists so tightly that their nails dug deep into their palms, but they could only grit their