"Our members have gathered at our new hideouts. We are ready to fight back. Lead us to victory, brother!" Xin Wuming told Amon.
"No. Stand down," Amon replied.
"What? Why?" Xin Wuming asked. He was stunned by Amon's reply.
"As you should have known, Dao Se gained much wealth since his rise to power. He used that wealth to buy cultivation resources to help his cultivation. He had recently reached the intermediate Mystic Stage. He alone was already troubling to deal with. There was still the Alley Advocates, who had two Mystic stage cultivators. With them working together, we are lacking in both manpower and firepower. Fighting back might feel glorious, but it will just end with our defeat."
"So… Do we just let them go?" Xin Wuming was unwilling. "We let them have our territory? We do nothing after they killed our people? We cower while they celebrate their victory…?"
