The sea breeze blew in, the deep and dark expanse of the sea reflecting the lighthouse's glow.
Ji Qiubai stood with his hands clasped behind his back, gazing into the distance with an expressionless face. Three or four brothers stood on either side behind him, and the one closest to him pondered before asking, "Qiubai, our objective for today has essentially been met. Sun Guoting is dead, and Jiangzhou will be under your control."
But Ji Qiubai shook his head slightly and said indifferently, "Not yet."
The brother behind him was taken aback and said, "According to your plan, Fang Yu also held back from taking action, and both Sun Guoting and Sun Ling are dead too. This exceeds the goal, doesn't it?"
Ji Qiubai's gaze was cold as he replied, "With Yan Hu intervening in the life-and-death battle, Fang Yu was bound to act. It's just a pity—"
"Just a pity that I underestimated Fang Yu's strength."
His brothers nodded in agreement.
