"Wait a moment!"
Lu Qingya's wife stepped forward, looked directly at Li Ang, and said, "These are all just your speculations, aren't they? If the Dream Eater has the ability to create such a large-scale Ghost Realm, how can you be sure that this idea was your own and not something the Dream Eater implanted in your mind? Taking a step back, even if Qing Ya dies, you have no idea whether the Ghost Realm will continue. On the contrary, if Qing Ya dies, the rest of us combined would definitely not stand a chance against the Dream Eater."
She hailed from a noble family, and her understanding of Alien Demons was no less than that of ordinary cultivators; she immediately seized upon the flaws in Li Ang's plan.
"Then how do you know, Madam, that questioning my thoughts is your own doing and not something the Dream Eater implanted?"
Li Ang countered, "Such a discussion is pointless. The only question now is whether to implement the plan."
