Chapter 750: Chapter 177: The Request of Two Cripples [Ten Thousand Words] (Part 2)
"Analyze and understand all the various reasons. Then, reorganize according to those that haven’t been hit and are well-preserved."
"This is what you need to do right now. Extremely important!"
Feng Yun casually flipped through the dossier, frowned slightly, and said, "This time, the Yixin Sect didn’t participate in the battle at all? No losses, right?"
"Yes." Wu Xiang nodded.
Then shook his head: "Not exactly, the Yixin Sect’s sub branches outside were destroyed four times this time."
"Yin Shen Palace had no reaction at all, right?"
Feng Yun said.
"Yes."
"Yin Shen Palace has talented people."
Seeing some of the crowd seemed a bit unconvinced or puzzled, Feng Yun said: "I know, you might think Yin Shen Palace is cowardly, timid, and dare not show up, but... all of you have become battered remnants, while Yin Shen Palace has retained its full strength."
"This point is crucial at this stage."
"I brought so many people here, it’s easy to destroy the Guardian Southeast Headquarters; to thoroughly uproot the South East Seventeen States Guardian Palace is also not difficult, but... once taken down, who among you will guard it?"
Feng Yun’s gentle gaze started from Wu Xiang and passed over the faces of all Southeast Headquarters’ high-ups and the Sect Hierarchs and Vice Sect Hierarchs present, and he softly asked, "I can take it down for you, but can you hold it?"
Everyone uniformly looked down.
They couldn’t hold it.
"Why do Wei Wo Zheng Sect and Guardian Continent want to divide the territories?" Feng Yun asked a question that left everyone a bit confused.
Dividing territories, isn’t that entirely normal?
"It’s a boundary."
Feng Yun pointed at the map with a finger, and a white light, clearly drawing the boundary line between both sides’ territories with its twists and turns.
"Because of this boundary, both sides can recuperate and build strength. In other words, as long as you don’t launch a massive attack on me, I won’t actively start a war, especially... when both sides believe they are not ready yet."
"You come over, and I strike you; I go over, and you strike me; both sides fight to the death. This is territory! Every inch is contested!"
Feng Yun pointed at this line, solemnly saying: "One inch of territory, a million heroes’ blood!"
"I ask you, why do we think we are not ready?" Feng Yun asked.
No one answered.
The question was too big.
"Then, why does Dongfang Strategist think they are not ready?" Feng Yun asked again.
Still, no one answered.
Feng Yun also didn’t explain, merely saying: "In this situation, both sides are in a period of secret war, infiltrating each other, developing in the dark, and occasionally there might be small border skirmishes, this is allowable by both sides."
"But the prerequisite is not to touch the bottom line. Once the bottom line is touched, it is an extreme rebound, which is the result we have now."
Feng Yun said: "Yet you all still believed you were well hidden, and when the opponent truly erupted, you all got drawn in! Haha..."
A gentle smile was on his handsome face.
But everyone involuntarily felt a chill running down their spines.
"Who exactly decided to take down their Guardian Hall? Is it not better to develop secretly?" Feng Yun lightly tapped the table with his finger.
"It was me."
Wu Xiang coughed and said: "At the time... the Guardians were suppressing our few sects, and already moved to the core..."
Feng Yun looked at him strangely: "Then, who told you to build the headquarters within their territory? In my opinion, their actions were completely justified. Did you think building headquarters in their territory’s mountains and forests was a skill? Perhaps your minds are not quite right?"
"If you were like the Yixin Sect and built the headquarters within your own area, then the Guardians coming over would be crossing the line! We could deal with it however we wanted, but you put your base under their noses and got mad at them for dealing with you? While your overall strength isn’t as good as theirs, where’s the face?"
"So, for now, go about your business. I won’t give any commands, but I will be inspecting at any time!"
Feng Yun said flatly: "I will stay in the Southeast for a year."
"Besides, look into the Heavenly Palace incident this time, what exactly happened."
"We certainly are not afraid of the Heavenly Palace, but this time it happened so inexplicably, now that it’s over, the investigation must still be carried out. The cause of the matter needs to be clarified, and this Yemo should be investigated this time too."
He then smiled gently: "Dismissed."
Throughout the meeting, Feng Yun didn’t utter a single harsh word.
But everyone present felt like they were sitting on pins and needles.
Now, they were finally liberated.
Watching everyone leave, Feng Yun looked at Wu Xiang: "General Wu."
"No need, Young Master Feng, just call me Wu Xiang."
"That won’t do, you are the Chief of this region, such respect should be upheld."
Feng Yun smiled and said: "I also hope you write a letter to the Guardian Southeast Headquarters, saying I’ve long admired Guardian Continent culture and intend to travel lightly to visit Baiyun State sometime, and ask Lord Zhao Shanhe if he is willing to accept and host."
Feng Yun smiled faintly.
"Young Master Feng, isn’t this too dangerous?" Wu Xiang’s first reaction was opposition.
"No problem."
Feng Yun smiled calmly: "Going openly for leisure and discussing it beforehand by letter won’t cause issues. If something is still problematic, even Dongfang Strategist would feel embarrassed. Thus, it’s much safer than sneaking in covertly."
"Understood. I will take care of it immediately."
...
Zhao Shanhe’s face wrinkled into a bun.
Feng Yun wants to come to Baiyun State?
This... what could this lord be thinking?
