Seeing the smile on Wan Qiao's face, Yan Xiaobao couldn't help but smile as well, but deep down he decided he needed to prepare for the worst. "Everyone, gather around!" he shouted, and all the Saints did so. Everyone stood before him as he formed them into a circle.
"Tomorrow, I have a mission for Wan Qiao to handle. The Tibetan Empire may use their Saints to respond to our assault. If that happens, you all must join the fight and stop the Saints Team. If possible, kill them; if not, keep them occupied until you can join forces and take them down that way. Please remember, this is not a fair duel where you exchange blows. This is a war, and you must do whatever it takes to secure victory."
