"There's also the Dragon Clan."
When Qian Wanyu left the Dragon Clan Lands, she had made an agreement with Toothless. Little White Ball would stay with the Dragon Clan to help wipe out the Death Spirit Masters who kept prowling around their lands, along with the Death Seeds.
Wei Junlan muttered under his breath, then said honestly, "Although I've been with the Merfolk, I've kept an eye on the Human Race. The Three Great Empires are now at full-scale war with the Death Spirit Masters. Our people have suffered terrible losses."
The Moonwhite Empire's Imperial Family had suffered countless casualties, and the Ironclad Army they dispatched had been all but annihilated. That was why Xuanzhu had rushed back to the Moonwhite Empire.
He raised his head to look at Qian Wanyu. "The casualties in Dream Capital City were particularly devastating. Don't you want to know how the Thousand Family is doing?"
Qian Wanyu glanced at Ninth Sister, who was skipping stones. She was smiling so happily-the carefree smile Qian Wanyu had always wanted to see. She no longer had to spend her days frowning and sighing over developing potions, or have even her only time to rest stripped away. Now she no longer needed to live for anyone else, to feel guilty, or to suffer. All she had to do was be happy. "Even if I went back now, I couldn't change anything. Have you forgotten? I still have the Thousand-Thread Silk that madman planted in me."
Wei Junlan was left speechless. Then he gritted his teeth and warned her, "Then you should stay even farther away from her. You nearly killed her before."
Qian Wanyu knew which incident he meant. "You handle the Death Spirit Masters. I'll handle that madman."
Wei Junlan stared at her in shock. "You're going