"If we want to find out if those bastards from the Eternal Night Council are planning a water attack, we have to go to Xitan upstream. It's quite far from here, and the journey is extremely dangerous. There's no way we wouldn't be discovered."
"Besides, at Xitan, we'd have to face the corrupted soldiers and those Heartless Warriors. On top of that, there's the Eternal Night Council's vice-chairman and its councilors. It's a suicide mission. How could we possibly do all that without any sacrifices?"
Fang Zhen didn't answer directly. Instead, he asked a question. "Roughly how far is Xitan from here?"
Karen thought for a moment, then said, "Between four and five kilometers."
Fang Zhen nodded. The unit of distance he heard had been converted by his Mystical Linguistics talent into a unit from the Curse Seal World.
Fang Zhen met the gazes of Alexander, Karen, Pat, and the others, and said, "You all remember the drone I launched earlier, right?"
