Zhou Ping'an set down his teacup, rubbed his brow, and forcibly pulled on the starlight, which was excessively draining. He had been rushing about for days and felt mentally exhausted.
At this moment, listening to the various reports was somewhat relaxing.
Fortunately, the thread of Wish Power that accrued daily in his mind had not lessened but was increasing bit by bit. Thus, there was nothing pressing to worry about.
"Senior Sister Zhan is strong-willed and gets easily carried away in a fight," he said as he sent a message, "For now, focus on delaying actions; there's no need for a direct confrontation. If you see real danger, retreat to the eastern shores."
"Yes."
