Beside him, Qi Chen couldn't help but softly ask Feng Yuan by his ear,
"Is there really no better solution?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Them, can they really not think of another way?"
Looking at Qi Chen with puzzlement, Feng Yuan stroked his chin and said,
"I don't think it's necessary to strike against them unless they refuse to repent. But judging by the situation, that seems unlikely. Those people... we can discuss further if they obstruct us."
"No, that's not what I mean. I mean..."
Grabbing his hair, Qi Chen found himself at a loss for words, while Feng Yuan chuckled, shook his head, and said,
"I understand what you mean, but have you ever thought about what they've done over this long period?"
"Even the most mentally resilient people may find their endurance reaching an end due to the relentless passage of time. For them, that might not be a bad thing."
