"We'll worry about the future when it comes,"
"What does the Luo Family Patriarch think?"
...
Lu Jun's words slowly echoed in the room.
Luo Ping heard them,
and he silently lowered his head.
His eyes narrowed slightly, a myriad of thoughts flashing by.
What Lu Jun had said did indeed make some sense.
The terrain of Yellow Mountain County was inherently complex.
The issue of bandits had always been hard to avoid.
Even if the White Lotus Stockade, Blood Wolf Stronghold, and Grey Horse Stronghold were eradicated, who could say whether other disordered strongholds wouldn't emerge afterward?
Would the Luo Family forfeit eating for fear of choking?
"The Lu Family Patriarch speaks sensibly, so if that's the case..."
"Then let's strike at the White Lotus Stockade first."
"Afterward, we'll deal with the Grey Horse Stronghold and Blood Wolf Stronghold at our leisure."
Having said that, Luo Ping turned around.
