"Hehe..."
Nalan Wuwei's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness as he leaned toward Nalan Wushuang's ear and whispered, "Big brother, the frost accumulates not in a single day, the people of the Nalan Family are already a bunch of useless waste, and those we can rely on are scarce. We must prepare for the worst."
"Oh? Third brother, do you have a plan?"
"Big brother, lean in, here's the thing, we'll make two secret preparations... Regarding the first, I've already reached a deal with them, though the price is a bit steep."
"That's a minor issue, anything that can be solved with money is not worth a laugh."
The two were like old foxes, looking at each other with chilling smiles.
Nalan Wushuang slammed the table and stood up, once again filled with confidence.
"Hehe, Ning Fan? An open attack is easy to avoid, a hidden arrow is hard to guard against, perhaps you are destined never to reach the Nalan Family."
...
In the dead of night, the autumn wind whistled.
