When his foster father first proposed to attack the witchcraft cult, Xu Qi 'an had died in Yunzhou.
Nangong qianrou guessed that her foster father's feelings at that time were the heartache of losing a trusted confidant, and the thought of suppressing the witch God religion because it had grown too fast.
Later on, Xu Qi 'an returned to the capital and was resurrected. The witchcraft cult had also been content with their duties. In that case, there was no need to make a big fuss.
As for the witchcraft cult, he only needed to suppress them.
However, his foster father's intention was to start a large-scale country war.
"Foster father, isn't this too extreme?" Nangong qianrou was straightforward.
Now that Da Feng's strength was weak, a large-scale country war that would take several years was a burden that they could not bear.
