Du Wan Quan took out a silver needle and two other's eyes fell on his hand at the same time. For a moment, Zhang Feng Han suddenly felt an unspeakable tension.

"Wait a minute." Just before Du Wan Quan opened the wooden bird seal and took out the letter, Zhang Feng Han suddenly stopped him.

Du Wan Quan and Liao Ran looked up at him in unison.

Although they all belonged to Lin Yuan Pavilion, Zhang Feng Han who was stuck in the Ling Shu Institute all the year round and Chen Qing Xu who was a younger generation were not at all close, they had never seen each other, let alone understood one another. But somehow, his heart raised a kind of feeling that the result might not be what he hoped for.

Zhang Feng Han, with his face tightened, said slowly, "At present, the coast of the East Sea is in the hands of foreigners, General Zhong himself is guarding the front line, but he is only guarding it. He dares not rush into action. With his troops and combat readiness, it is not enough to cross the river at all. I hear that the foreigners are brutal and cruel, they have burned Jiangnan Academy in a rage - that is nothing, books can be reprinted if lost, but if the people are gone, there is no way to save them."

When the old Ling Shu Master said this, his voice trembled for a moment: "This land where 'sweet-scented osmanthus blossoms in the mid-autumn, fragrant lotus are in full bloom in ten miles'* has now become scorched earth, our Treasury is empty, Ziliujin is running out... there is leakage on all sides, if Lin Yuan Pavilion stands idly by, we might as well separate, go home to take care of our children, what is the point in entering the Pavilion?

*quoting Liu Yong, a Song dynasty poet

"Since we can't be silent and the wooden emblem must reappear, although we are only pawns, we do not want to entrust it to the wrong person either. In today's world, the court has Yan Wang, the frontier has Marshal Gu. Marshal Gu... I say, although he's had contact with Lin Yuan Pavilion for a long time, he never expressed any intention of getting closer. The man holding the Black Iron Camp did not even want to look at or have time to deal with our disorderly resources. If you gentlemen use... this kind of unnecessary and uncertain reason to overlook His Royal Highness, what are we going to do next?"

He spoke sincerely, trying his best to pull Du Wan Quan to their side, even Liao Ran was slightly touched.