Taking advantage of the topic of the Northern Di, Xie Wenzhao steered the conversation toward the current mobilization:
"Now that war has broken out, our Xie Lineage, as part of the High Sect, is duty-bound to take the field."
"It's just that... the order and sequence of deployment remain unclear, which inevitably gives rise to concerns."
As an Immortal Race lineage, the Xie Lineage did not have to send a True Person into this war, but its Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators could not be spared.
These were the lives of their own clansmen. No one wanted to send them off blindly. Seeing Jiang Yang, a direct-line disciple of the High Sect, passing openly through their territory, they naturally wanted to invite him over and ask a few questions to put their minds at ease.
Jiang Yang inwardly hesitated at this. Deep talk was taboo between shallow acquaintances, and he himself was still utterly in the dark about the matter. How could he discuss it with Xie Wenzhao? He immediately said:
"You've stumped me, Clan Head. I've been traveling and have yet to return to the Sect. How could I know the deployment order out of thin air?"
There were rules to taking the field. Since this involved combining the forces of multiple factions in the Zheng Kingdom, arrangements had to be made for which areas were dangerous, where the heart of the battlefield lay, who would lead, and who would make the first assault.
One wrong move could see them sent out to plug the front lines as cannon fodder. These were elite mainstays nurtured over decades or even centuries. How could they not be cautious?
Xie Wenzhao also knew Jiang Yang was not the person to ask, but his status as a direct-line disciple was there for