"I see." Lor realized, gently exhaling a breath and asked, "Do you two have any contingency plans?"
He anticipated correctly; indeed, there were problems with the attempts to clear out the Devouring Spirit Race's legion.
But it was not a major issue, at least not for him.
"We do." The Feather Sky Leader nodded, "I wish to delay the Plane Group's migration and first arrange for some clansmen to explore the Plane Sea No. 758, but the Abyssal Sea disagrees."
Lor had long delegated the internal affairs of the Plane Sea No. 758 Alliance, as long as it did not severely impact the Wizard Civilization or the entire Alliance's decisions, or unless the Feather Sky Leader and the Abyssal Sea Throne couldn't reach a consensus, there was no need to notify him.
