Lu Chao's expression turned serious upon hearing this. Of course he could imagine it.
So what if they were given a fief?
They could still send troops to attack. It was just a temporary solution, not a permanent cure.
That was why Lu Chao had to find Fan Changcun. He refused to believe that Fan Changcun had made no arrangements in forty years. The man must have been constantly scheming to secure a path to survival for the Descendants of Azure Flame.
Fan Changcun took another deep breath...
"The Azure Flame Sect... a few loyal disciples survived."
"They've lived under new identities for forty years. Some became bandit chiefs, others generals in small countries. One even became the king of a small nation. I will send word to them..."
"Telling them to act immediately and coordinate with you."
At these words, a sharp glint flashed in Lu Chao's eyes.
His confidence surged. 'With troops at my disposal, things will be much easier.'
"More than once, they tried to find me."
