Wen Wanchong, who was originally a candid and forthright person, was clearly unable to hold on in the face of everyone's praise.
Furthermore, he had taken some wine. He immediately waved his hand and said, "No need to say anything else. I agree to this matter!"
"No!" Qin Yu stopped Wen Wanchong without even thinking.
He said coldly, "Master, you can't go no matter what. Once you step into North Plain, most likely you'll die."
"What has it got to do with you? It's fine if you don't want to contribute to Nanzhou. But don't stop Senior Wen Wanchong!"
"That's right. When Yuan Xiu is resurrected, that will be terrifying!"
Qin Yu said coldly, "As you all have seen. The people who went there are all dead. So many people have died in vain. Do we still need to let more people die?
"Although Yuan Xiu is terrifying, there are always ways to deal with him. In short, no one can go to North Plain now."
