"No way!"
Li Yunjing's gaze turned cold: "The people of the 'Primordial Yang Dao Sect' must be rescued!"
Fu Chao hesitated a bit, speaking in a low voice, "Old Li, the 'Bone-Eroding Demon Wolves' pack is massive. If we recklessly charge in, I'm afraid we'll end up in danger too..."
"The 'Primordial Yang Dao Sect' and our Sect are like branches of the same tree. If we stand by and do nothing, how will we face the fellow members of both sects in the future?"
Li Yunjing's gaze was firm, and he added, "Besides, if all the people of the 'Primordial Yang Dao Sect' are dead, when they question us later, what should we say? Wouldn't that cause a rift between our two sects?"
"I understand!"
After hearing Li Yunjing's explanation, Fu Chao felt a chill in his heart.
Li Yunjing's consideration was very comprehensive.
