As the words ended, there was silence.
Dai Lian, in the back, was growing somewhat frantic.
Not demanding anything in return and just blindly supporting them for a week?
With effort comes reward, a standard that should apply everywhere.
After feeding them for a week, Dai Lian had no doubt that these people would still end up lying here, idly waiting for death.
Perhaps a few hot-blooded ones would stand up, but a minority could not sway the overall situation, and in the end, it would still be up to the few of them to fight.
Facing the heavily guarded city armory, relying on just the four of them was undoubtedly as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
"Yanzi..." Dai Lian carefully tugged at the corner of Gong Yan's clothes from behind, attempting to remind her.
However, even without speaking, Gong Yan could easily sense the will of everyone present through the feedback from Spiritual Energy.
Doubt... confusion... fear... mixed with a terrified joy.
