Chen Xuan's face was calm, "Du Yuzhe's maneuver indeed puts us in a passive position, but it's not absolutely unbreakable."
"Since I've already spoken, I won't take it back, nor will I go back on my word!"
Yang Leshan slightly shook her head, "Chen Xuan, now is not the time for bold declarations, we need to solve practical problems."
"Facing the current situation, what can you do? If you're not capable enough, don't act recklessly, and I won't laugh at you for it."
Chen Xuan just smiled lightly, "If I've lost even the courage to make bold declarations, that's the real sorrow!"
"Du Yuzhe has stabbed us once more, we must dare to draw our swords!"
Yang Leshan was amused, "Chen Xuan, I find your silver tongue quite impressive."
"What sort of sword-drawing method? And what harm can it inflict on Du Yuzhe?"
With a cold smile, Chen Xuan said, "If the sword doesn't leave its scabbard, so be it, but once it does, it will surely return with blood!"
