A collective gasp arose from the women.
"No!" Xia Qingwu's voice, normally soft-spoken, held a steely edge. "The dangers are too great!"
Wang Xiangyi chimed in, her voice laced with concern, "We need your leadership here, Li. The Alliance wouldn't be the same without you."
Even Song Jingyan, usually composed, spoke her mind. "There's strength in numbers, Wang Li. Let's send a team."
Wang Li chuckled, the sound warm and reassuring. He understood their concern, their worry for his well-being. Yet, he had a bigger picture in mind.
"While that's a sound strategy for acquiring the inheritance, there's more to consider. The arrival of prominent figures from the top righteous sects presents a unique opportunity."
