Chen Yu abruptly changed tack. "Old Cocoon, the intelligence you passed along last time turned out to be remarkably accurate. I never thought the attack on the Ji and Liu Families would actually happen. Advancing things through contact between the younger generation was the right approach. The repercussions have already been kept to a minimum."
Chen Cong nodded slightly, but a trace of worry appeared on his face. "Still, it was a little too deliberate. I hope it won't affect Old Cocoon. If we didn't need the Ji and Liu Families, I wouldn't have intervened like this."
Chen Yu sighed. "You had Yan Feng relay the course of the battle, but he was fighting himself, so some of his descriptions weren't very detailed. Second Brother, tell me about it again."
Chen Cong nodded and began recounting the battle in detail. His vivid description seemed to carry him back onto that battlefield, drawing Chen Yu into the scene as well.
"You held back against that Netherworld Dark Night Demon Dragon, didn't you? Otherwise, with the soul bone skills in your left and right legs, he couldn't possibly have escaped," Chen Yu asked after hearing his account.
Chen Cong smiled faintly. "Of course. Leaving them bedridden for six months or a year would be no problem. They're members of the Yan Family, after all. We don't necessarily need to rush to kill them, lest they set their sights on us too early."
Chen Yu nodded in agreement, a glint of resolve flashing through his eyes. "You handled it correctly. As one of the Crimson Church's long-established families, the Yan Family ranks among its strongest. We can't underestimate them. Although they suffered a minor setback at the hands of the Abyss faction thirty years ago, the fundamentalist faction's strength has grown rapidly over