In the Forward Camp of Zhilin World, Yan Chishan, head of the Yan household, paced uneasily inside the main building of his lineage's encampment.
Elder Huang and Elder Yan of the Sacred Dragon Sect sat nearby. They had already shaken off their initial bewilderment and anxiety, replacing it with the composure of fishermen sitting securely by the water, waiting for their catch.
Seeing Yan Chishan still pacing, Elder Yan cleared his throat and advised, "Chishan, stop walking in circles. You're making us dizzy."
At those words, Yan Chishan realized that he was being far too impatient, quite beneath his dignity. He gave an embarrassed smile, but still seemed unsettled.
Elder Yan said, "I know what you're worried about. But now that this has happened, it is no longer within our control. Trust the elders back home. They will take care of everything for us."
Elder Huang also said, "The loss of Falcon Hall was certainly connected to the transfer orders we requested, but ultimately, they failed in battle themselves. Hmm, perhaps that sounds a little heartless, but who knows what actually happened down there?"
The bitterness on Yan Chishan's face deepened. "You both make a fair point, elders, but my Yan lineage is small and has little to its name. We cannot withstand such storms! Falcon Hall had so many elite experts. Their Warriors at Earth Rank and above alone outnumbered my entire lineage. If the Alliance holds us accountable... I fear..."
Elder Yan waved a hand and said with complete confidence, "We will not let your Yan lineage bear this responsibility alone. Even if they pursue the matter, they will hold us accountable alongside you!"
"But who are we? We are elders of the Sacred Dragon Sect! Since its founding, the Heavenly Realms Alliance has received the wholehearted support