Wang Yuesong slumped into his seat, utterly dejected. His eyes stared blankly at the ceiling as he spoke. "What else can we do? First, report this to the Sect Leader. Then, order the entire Sect to prepare for battle. And finally... leave it to fate."
His words sounded somewhat despondent.
But there was nothing to be done.
Wang Yuesong didn't consider himself a fool, but faced with such an absolute disparity in strength, any struggle was futile.
Hearing this, the other Elders all lowered their heads in sorrow.
Suddenly, a young disciple spoke up cautiously. "Grand Elder, why not call upon our vassal forces to join the fight? The Sect Leader and the Supreme Elder didn't mobilize them in the last battle, so their strength is still intact. Perhaps they could help us hold off the Song Clan."
