(The War Room, Su Tang's POV)
Once everyone had accepted the fact that Su Ren might be dead, the following conversation about which territories to protect and which to abandon, became the biggest family quarrel that the Su Family had ever experienced.
"Abandon seventy percent of our territory?" an older commander growled, his fists pounding the table as sparks of mana flared from his knuckles. "Do you hear what you're saying, Tang? My branch has held Kaelun for twelve hundred years. Every stone of that planet was built by Su hands, every river paved with Su blood. I will not abandon it."
"You think Kaelun is more important than Shuro?" another commander cut in sharply, her crimson robes flaring as her aura bristled. "My family's bones rest on that planet. If the Su Clan must retreat, then others can give ground first. Shuro stays in our hands."
