Wu Jinliang, listening on the sidelines, split his mouth in a chuckle. He admired the Chief's ability to paint people a feast of promises. Just look how excited he had made her.
He was pondering a question: was Chuntian supporting Bian Weiying because of all that smooching?
But why did this support feel like thankless toil? Kill her family and put her in power-would she appreciate it?
Yet Feng Chi suddenly stopped at the doorway. She was no three-year-old. Children only thought about the benefits; adults were used to looking for problems.
After a moment's hesitation, she turned and walked back to ask, "You'd be killing Bian Weiying's grandfather, father, and older brother. Are you sure you can persuade her in such a short time? This feels a little unrealistic to me.
"Besides, the key to Mount Wukang is the method for refining Immobilizing Talismans, and that method is held by the fathers and sons of the Bian Family, passed down through the generations.
"Without that refining method, possessing Mount Wukang alone brings no benefit at all. That's the crucial reason we've spent so long working on Bian Weikang. If we could seize it by force, we wouldn't have had to wait until now."
Shi Chun countered without hesitation, "That was then, this is now. Haven't we already been exposed?"
Feng Chi was puzzled. "Being exposed is one thing. Wasting our efforts is another."
Shi Chun immediately displayed an ironclad resolve. "That isn't wasted effort. It's striking back. It's taking a stand! Yes, we've been exposed. Yes, we have to flee. But before we leave, we must return the favor. Whether we can drag Bian Weiying into this or not, we have to do it.
"Opportunities are created, not fled into!
"A Xun Gate is about to be built at