Half an hour later.
At the foot of Wudang Mountain, the assembled experts gathered.
"Senior Chen! Sorry for the trouble, but I'll need you to oversee things from the rear this time!"
Lian Youming quickly explained his plan.
Though Boss Chen knew the risks were enormous, he also understood the trade-offs. He nodded. "All right! Be careful!"
Gu Yutong suddenly drew close and lowered her voice. "A few people are missing. Looks like they've gone to tip them off! You were right!"
In that case, those people would surely turn their attack toward the South.
As they spoke, several muffled grunts and screams suddenly rang out among the hundred-odd figures.
But everything fell silent in an instant.
The crowd swiftly split into several groups.
There were people from the White Lotus Sect, Hongmen, the Green Gang, and the Southern Martial Gate, as well as the infiltrators who had been seized and dragged out.
"What... what did we do wrong? Alliance Leader, why are you treating us like this?"
Some still clung to hope, but the survival of the martial world was at stake now. Lian Youming did not even listen. With a raised hand, he had the dozen or so people taken away.
Not having them killed on the spot was already more than merciful enough.
Speed was essential in war; emergencies demanded flexibility.
Since someone here had already gone to tip off the enemy, Lian Youming knew there was no time to lose. He selected those who would attack the mountain, then quickly instructed, "Leave a dozen or so people to guard the mountain path and provide support. Everyone else, return to reinforce them immediately."
Wu Jiu voiced his concern. "Well, if those people on the mountain discover most of us have gone back to reinforce the South, won't