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Chen Xiaojun said gravely, "Third Granduncle, I understand your frustration."
"Even setting aside the matter of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, our strength here in the Southern Five Commanderies is by no means weak."
"With three Titled Douluos holding the fort, a dozen or so Soul Douluos, and dozens of Soul Saints, our lineup is formidable by any measure. It surpasses even most top-tier powers."
His tone shifted, and his brows drew tight. "But the problem is, guard against thieves for a thousand days, and there will still be a moment of carelessness!"
"We're out in the open, while the Crimson Church lurks in the shadows. They can always seize the right moment to concentrate superior forces in one area and overwhelm us with numbers."
Chen Menglin frowned slightly at this. "Then what do you suggest?"
A glint of resolve flashed through Chen Xiaojun's eyes. "We can't keep defending passively. We have to take the initiative, find their nest, and destroy it in one stroke!"
Chen Cong glanced at Chen Menglin, who nodded.
Chen Cong then asked, "Has Old Jianzhi sent any news about the Yan Family's bases?"
Chen Menglin shook his head. "No. He said the Yan Family deeply distrusts even its own headquarters. Even headquarters doesn't know exactly where the Yan Family is."
"As for contact points, there are quite a few, but they're all insignificant little outposts of no real value."
"Besides, he said that even a base might not be their main nest."
Chen Xiaojun thought to himself, Just as I suspected! Our clan has a mole inside the Crimson Church.
Chen Cong turned to Chen Xiaojun. "You heard him. The Crimson Church is riddled with factions, all guarding against one another. The Seven Demon Generals each run their own affairs. We