Feng Wuji and Lin Yuehua fell silent.
They found they had nothing to say in rebuttal.
It was true. Their own internal problems had indeed given others an opportunity.
At that moment, their hearts were filled with a stifling frustration and a sense of helplessness.
Seeing the grim expressions on their faces, Andrei and Chris exchanged a smile, knowing they had achieved their goal.
"In that case, Generals, we'll be taking our leave."
Andrei gave another elegant, aristocratic bow. Then, he and Chris unhurriedly tore open the space before them.
"I hope that by our next meeting, Great Xia's eastern coast remains a place of peace."
Leaving behind this blessing, laced with a faint trace of mockery, the two of them stepped into the pitch-black spatial rift and disappeared without a trace.
Only Feng Wuji and Lin Yuehua remained on the vast expanse of the sea.
The sea breeze blew, carrying a desolate chill.
They looked at each other in silence, their faces incredibly grim.
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