Before Teng Shan could say anything, Ya Fei propped her smooth chin on one hand and continued, the smile on her face undiminished.
"Still, our Mittel Family is one of the three great families of the Jia Ma Empire, with far-reaching connections. Even if the Misty Cloud Sect insists on going its own way, the factions whose interests are tied to ours won't stand by and watch it destroy us. Although Yun Shan has advanced to Dou Zong, he most likely won't act personally, but will remain at the Misty Cloud Sect.
"Without Yun Shan, a Dou Zong, taking action, we can buy some time with help from the other factions and hold the Misty Cloud Sect at bay. That should be enough to wait for our ancestor Hai Bodong, who is also a Dou Zong, to return. Once he does, the crisis facing our Mittel Family will naturally be resolved."
After hearing Ya Fei's explanation, the solemn, anxious expressions on everyone's faces eased a little. Teng Shan's tightly knitted brows slowly relaxed as well. Sensing the atmosphere around him growing calmer, he looked at Ya Fei with a trace of satisfaction. For the first time, his approving gaze stemmed from her ability rather than her connection to the mysterious Dou Zong whom Hai Bodong followed.
Yet just as her words brought everyone a little peace of mind, a thunderous explosion suddenly erupted in the sky above the entire Jia Ma Imperial Capital.
The explosion rumbled on without pause, drawing the eyes of the whole city skyward. Where the sound rolled, a cloud formed from energy appeared, with a long sword radiating fierce sword aura piercing straight into it!
"That's the Misty Cloud Sect's signal."
At the sight of that distinctive energy emblem in the sky, startled cries erupted throughout