Long River Eternity

Soon, only Zhan Tianqiong, Zhan Wushuang and Feng Hao were left in the huge office, and a quiet atmosphere quietly spread.

Feng Hao quickly walked towards Zhan Tianqiong's desk. As soon as he stood still, before he could open his mouth, Zhan Tianqiong couldn't wait to ask first, his tone carrying a hint of urgency: "Is the Demon Alliance really going to attack Beizhou City? Has the Pavilion Master noticed anything?"

Feng Hao was slightly stunned, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

In his expectation, Zhan Tianqiong would first inquire about the news about Nian Zhongsheng.

After all, although Zhan Tianqiong and Nian Zhongsheng are not master and disciple in name, they have a friendship that is deeper than that of master and disciple.

However, at this moment, Zhan Tianqiong remained unaffected by personal feelings and continued to prioritize the safety of the people of Jiuzhou. This sense of righteousness and responsibility only deepened Feng Hao's admiration for him.

Feng Hao then shook his head slightly and said in a deep voice, "Master only mentioned that he suspected the Demon Alliance would attack Beizhou City. As for whether he had discovered any specific clues, he did not reveal any details."

Zhan Tianqiong heard this without saying anything. He just turned around slowly and his eyes fell on the map of Kyushu hanging on the wall behind him.

His eyes were focused and deep as he stared at the direction of Beizhou on the map, as if he had crossed the boundaries of space and saw the crisis that Beizhou City might face. He fell into deep thought.

This map was the one Yang Nian used a month ago to mark the locations of the various spirit summoning arrays in Jiuzhou.

Now, it is solemnly hung behind Zhan Tianqiong, and has become an important basis for his strategic planning.

Besides clearly marking the locations of all the summoning arrays, the map also included numerous other markers. The eight checkpoints, the soldiers' tombs, Ruins No. 0, and the numerous strategic deployments meticulously crafted by the Tianshu Pavilion were all presented on the map, resembling a grand blueprint for war.

Zhan Tianqiong pondered the map for a long time, and time seemed to freeze at this moment. Just when Feng Hao couldn't help but want to ask him about his thoughts, Zhan Tianqiong finally broke the silence.

He pointed at the two checkpoints in the north of Zhongzhou and said seriously, "The other checkpoints are very far away from Beizhou City, only Xuanyuan Pass and Qitian Pass are relatively close.

If we send someone there immediately, we might still be able to provide support to Beizhou City. However, with the current strength of the Ji family in Xuanyuan Pass, they are already at their limit in defending the pass and are unable to send troops to provide support. Therefore, we can only dispatch the strong men from Qitian Pass to Beizhou City.

"In that case, what are we waiting for?" Feng Hao said anxiously, his tone filled with anxiety. "We need to contact them quickly. Qitian Pass should be guarded by Senior Kong now. He's incredibly powerful. It shouldn't be a problem to draw some of his men over to support Beizhou City."

After hearing the words, Zhan Tianqiong did not respond.

His eyes were fixed on the map in front of him, his straight back facing Feng Hao and Zhan Wushuang, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Feng Hao has gone through many hardships over the years and has become much more mature and stable than his peers.

But at this moment, this patience-consuming wait still made him unable to hold back.

He was already extremely anxious, and Zhan Tianqiong's halting and incoherent speech only added fuel to the fire. Finally, he could no longer endure it and strode forward, about to question Zhan Tianqiong about his support for Beizhou City.

However, just as he took a step forward, he met Zhan Wushuang's gaze. Zhan Wushuang shook his head, his eyes full of comfort, as if silently admonishing Feng Hao not to worry.

Feng Hao bit his lip tightly when he saw this, and his eyes involuntarily turned to the clock on the wall. The hour hand was slowly approaching midnight, and time was slipping away like the sand in an hourglass, minute by minute.

Every passing second was like a heavy hammer hitting Feng Hao's heart. In the end, he still couldn't control his inner anxiety.

"war..."

Feng Hao had just said a word when Zhan Tianqiong's voice rang out again: "Beizhou City is neither a strategic location nor does it have any cultivation resources. If the demon race really attacks Beizhou City, it must be to divert attention and force us to support Beizhou City, thereby weakening the defenses of our eight checkpoints.

To succeed in their plan, they would undoubtedly dispatch peak-level Tianji Realm cultivators, or even powerful Tianxuan Realm demons, to attack Beizhou City. Only such a powerful offensive would be able to tie down our attention and manpower like an iron chain.

Therefore, if we want to successfully defend Beizhou City, we have to send strong men above the peak of Tianji Realm.

However, there are only a handful of powerful warriors of this realm. Moreover, they are all on the front lines right now. If they were really transferred to Beizhou City, wouldn't that fall right into the demon tribe's trap, leaving the front lines in a dangerous situation with no one to defend them?

Feng Hao froze for a moment when he heard this, his eyes suddenly filled with disbelief. He widened his eyes, trembling slightly with shock: "You...you mean, are you going to give up support?!"

At this time, Zhan Tianqiong slowly turned around, his face mixed with unwillingness and sorrow. His expression was as if he had been hit hard by a heavy hammer, full of helplessness and struggle.

He took a deep breath, and that breath seemed to carry endless heaviness as he slowly said, "This plan of the demon race can no longer be called a conspiracy, but a blatant conspiracy.

They are trying to force us to choose between the safety of Zhongzhou and the survival of Beizhou City. But risking the safety of an entire state to save the people of a city is simply too risky.

Feng Hao widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief, as if he had heard the most absurd words in the world.

The respect that had just risen in my heart for Zhan Tianqiong disappeared instantly.

Then, his cheeks flushed red with anger, his chest heaving violently, and he roared, "Beizhou City, that's a prosperous city with nearly ten million people living there! You're really determined not to lend a helping hand?!"

He was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He pointed at the other party, his eyes full of disappointment and resentment: "I really didn't expect you to be so ruthless. I thought you were like Master, caring about all living things, but you ignored the people of Jiuzhou and watched Beizhou City fall into the clutches of the demon clan and let them slaughter you.

My master asked me to come to you for help, but it seems I was wrong about you!"

Seeing Feng Hao's rude behavior, Zhan Wushuang was furious and could no longer bear it. He immediately shouted angrily: "Xiao Hao! You are really going too far!

Grandpa has been working tirelessly for the past month to defend against the demons. Every day, he's locked up in his office, devoting himself to various tasks, solely focused on protecting the safety of Kyushu. How can you say you've neglected the people of Kyushu?

Strong human beings are already scarce. If Tianshu Pavilion hastily dispatches troops to support every time the demon clan attacks a place, wouldn't that be exactly what they want? Wouldn't they be led by the nose?

In this case, wouldn't our carefully planned eight checkpoints be rendered useless? How would we proceed with the subsequent battle plan?

Furthermore, intelligence reports from various locations indicate that numerous urban areas are under attack by demonic beasts. However, this situation differs significantly from previous invasions. We speculate that the ancient demon race may have been secretly preparing to attack, possibly even colluding with the Demon Alliance.

Looking at the human race, there has been no news of the ancient powerful ones so far, and even people like Yang Shenshi, Lin Ding and others who are related to the ancient times have all gone into seclusion and have not come out.

Now, all the pressure falls on Grandpa's shoulders alone. Not only do you not understand his hardships, but you also blame him. Where is your conscience?!"

"This..." Feng Hao was speechless for a moment after being confronted by Zhan Wushuang's sharp words.

After all, he is essentially still a child who has not grown out of his childishness. The world in his heart is simple and pure, either black or white.

As he traveled around, he witnessed too many tragic scenes in the world: people in towns and villages were displaced, and corpses were scattered on the roads in the wilderness.

These scenes deeply hurt his heart, and made him make a firm vow in his heart - to help Jiuzhou resist the invasion of monsters.

However, he never expected that behind this seemingly simple rescue, there were so many twists and turns.

Feng Hao frowned, his eyes filled with stubbornness and persistence. He shouted, "I don't want to care about so much. Just tell me, are you going to save Beizhou City or not?"

He really didn't understand the complicated interests involved. In his opinion, asking for help from Zhan Tianqiong was a task entrusted to him by Nian Zhongsheng, and he had to do his best to complete it.

So he looked straight at Zhan Tianqiong and questioned him, his eyes filled with unquestionable determination.

"You kid..." Zhan Wushuang looked at Feng Hao's stubborn look and shook his head helplessly.

She wanted to speak again and tell Feng Hao all the pros and cons of this matter, so that he would understand that things were not as simple as he thought.

At this moment, Zhan Tianqiong slowly spoke. His steady voice was like a morning bell, gently interrupting Zhan Wushuang: "Alright. The interests involved in this matter are intricately complex. Not only Xiaohao, but even you, Wushuang, don't have a complete understanding of the situation. There's no need to say any more."

Zhan Tianqiong then looked at Feng Hao and said in a non-questioning tone, "I already know the situation in Beizhou City. I still need to carefully consider whether to lend a helping hand and how to rescue them.

As for the Pavilion Master going to the appointment alone, I will make proper arrangements and you don't need to worry about it.

It's getting late now. Wushuang, Xiaohao has been traveling a lot these past few days, so please take him back and let him have a good rest.