Luo Mountain Prefecture, Qingshi City, Luo Family Ancestral Land.
In a small courtyard located at the center of the Luo Family Ancestral Land, an aura of mystery and antiquity lingered.
Beneath a simple pavilion constructed of green stone.
Sat Luo Changfeng, the sole Ancestor of the Luo Family, overseeing the ancestral lands.
At this moment, his face was enveloped in silence.
He sat quietly under the stone pavilion.
In his hands, he now held a cup of tea still emitting curling steam.
Standing next to him was a young girl clad in black, her skin pale and cold, her delicate face expressionless as she exuded an air of extreme chill.
"So, you're saying…" he began.
"The intensity of the Da Feng Dynasty's offensive is gradually weakening?"
"Even more, the Da Feng Dynasty has shifted its focus from attacking Wan Shan Prefecture to concentrating on developing its own strength?"
Beneath the stone pavilion,
Luo Changfeng silently raised the teacup in his hand to his lips,
