After listening, the Vermilion Bird Emperor did not immediately make a decision but rather took a detailed account of the situation on the Demon Sea Battlefield.
"Ming Master, who do you believe made the wiser decision?" The Vermilion Bird Emperor was still uncertain and hesitant to make a judgment.
On one side was his own Divine General, while the other was a young disciple from the Ten Thousand Sword Sect. Favoring either side was not ideal.
Behind the Vermilion Bird Emperor stood a middle-aged scholar, with a flowing, elegant beard, exuding an air of exceptional talent and remarkable wisdom.
"If we must comprehensively evaluate, each has their own merits. However, if I had to choose, I would definitely stand on Chu Feng's side." The middle-aged scholar lightly stroked his fine beard, a faint smile on his face.
"Oh! Tell me your reasons!" The Vermilion Bird Emperor believed that the Ming Master had his rationale for this choice.
