The two had reached an agreement, but when they returned to the hall, they found that the Wang family members were nowhere to be seen.
"Where are they?" Cold Boyuan asked the stewards.
"Reporting to the head of the family, they have left," an elderly man replied.
"Left?" Cold Boyuan was somewhat surprised.
"That's right. Wang Tianba said..." The old man hesitated, appearing reluctant to speak.
Cold Boyuan furrowed his brow and asked, "What did he say?"
"Head of the family, perhaps it's better not to say. Wang Tianba only dared to take advantage of our Cold Family's troubles to kick us while we're down. It's best if you don't listen to such petty words," the old man said, his words evasive. From his expression, it seemed that Wang Tianba had not said anything good.
"Speak," Cold Boyuan said, casting a cold gaze in the direction of the Wang family.
Seeing that Cold Boyuan insisted, the old man could only sigh and say, "He said that you, head of the family, are narrow-minded like a woman and couldn't wait, so he left first."
After saying this, the old man cast a worried glance at Cold Boyuan.
Crack...
Cold Boyuan's fists clenched tightly, making a cracking sound.
"And there's more..." The old man noticed Cold Boyuan's anger and abruptly stopped himself from continuing.
"What else?" In the blink of an eye, Cold Boyuan regained his composure and asked softly.
The old man hesitated for a moment before saying, "He also mentioned that regarding the earlier matter, you have three days to consider. If after three days you still haven't made a decision, he will clear out Spirit Martial Town..."
"Heh, clear out..." Cold Boyuan repeated with a low laugh. Wang Tianba was indeed looking for an excuse to suppress the Cold Family's reputation in Spirit Martial Town, using this opportunity to label the Cold Family as 'the most powerful force in Spirit Martial Town yet failing to protect its citizens.' This way, his aggressive actions against the Cold Family would not only go uncriticized but would also be seen as a righteous act.
"Supervisor An, please check the number of available brothers for battle," Cold Boyuan instructed, pointing at the old man who had just spoken.
"Master, are you really going to..." The old man did not move immediately but cast a questioning glance at Ye Tian beside Cold Boyuan.
"That's right. Wang Tianba wants to eliminate bandits; we should comply," Cold Boyuan's gaze also turned to Ye Tian, filled with trust.
"Alright." The old man hesitated for a moment but ultimately accepted the order and left.
Once the old man departed, Cold Boyuan assigned tasks to everyone. After ensuring everything was in order, he finally sat down.
With everyone leaving, only Cold Boyuan, Ye Tian, and Cold Yang remained in the hall.
As the figures dispersed, Cold Yang seemed much more relaxed. He quickly approached Ye Tian and scrutinized him from head to toe, excitedly asking, "Xiao Tian, how did you escape from Wu Tianci?"
"Heh..." Ye Tian smiled awkwardly. Cold Yang's question was almost identical to that of Cold Boyuan. It seemed that in their subconscious minds, an Eighth-Dan Warrior could never contend with a Martial Master.
"Brother Yang, let's set this matter aside for now. It's a long story; once we settle the current chaos, I'll tell you everything," Ye Tian replied with a calm smile.
Faced with Ye Tian's composed tone, Cold Yang couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart. The way Ye Tian spoke about settling the chaos made it seem almost effortless.
"Alright." Although curious, Cold Yang could only nod and refrain from asking further.
Seeing that Cold Yang no longer pursued the matter, Ye Tian let out a quiet sigh of relief in his heart. He was afraid that speaking too much might inadvertently reveal the news of Leng Wanli's death, which would only add fuel to the fire in the current situation.
"Uncle Leng, do you know how many people are at Black Wind Stronghold?" Ye Tian looked at Cold Boyuan and asked softly.
Cold Boyuan shook his head slightly, a serious expression rising between his brows. "I don't know."
"Oh..." Ye Tian nodded, deep in thought.
"Xiao Tian, after thinking it over, I still feel it's not right."
Cold Boyuan's sudden change of mind surprised Ye Tian, who then asked in confusion, "Why? Uncle Leng, why do you suddenly want to..."
"Xiao Tian, listen to me." Cold Boyuan raised his hand to stop Ye Tian and sighed lightly before continuing, "First, we know very little about Black Wind Stronghold. Second, Wang Tianba clearly has ulterior motives. Black Wind Stronghold is no less than ten thousand miles away. Even if we succeed in eliminating the bandits, the Wang family might secretly take action. At that time, if we are caught off guard, wouldn't it be a waste of lives? Moreover, we have very few people we can use. If we withdraw all of them, the remnants of the Wu Family and other forces, including the Wang family, might take the opportunity to launch a strong attack."
"Uncle Bo Yuan is right. If the Wang family doesn't keep their promise and takes advantage of our limited forces being mobilized to eliminate the bandits to launch a surprise attack on the Cold Family, wouldn't that be falling into their trap?" Cold Yang paused before continuing, "Xiao Tian, we'd better fight it out with the Wang family than watch you walk into certain death."
With that said, Cold Yang placed his hand on Ye Tian's shoulder with a concerned expression.
"Uncle Leng, Brother Yang, if we fight it out with the Wang family, then the entire Cold Family would be doomed." Ye Tian's expression was resolute, filled with determination.
"But we can't just for..."
Cold Yang wanted to say more but was interrupted by Ye Tian. He looked at Cold Boyuan earnestly and said, "Uncle Leng, to be honest, I didn't plan on coming back alive when I requested to go eliminate the bandits."
“Xiao Tian...” Cold Boyuan stood up, patting Ye Tian on the shoulder, his expression somewhat melancholic.
Facing Cold Boyuan's expression, Ye Tian smiled calmly, the light in his dark eyes igniting with intensity as he said firmly, “But now it’s different. Since Wang Tianba has given us three days, after those three days, I will make him regret the decision he made today.”
“Oh? Do you have a good plan?” Cold Boyuan asked, his face brightening with interest.
“Uncle Leng, let me keep it a secret for now. Once the people you sent to gather information return, I will share it with you all, alright?” Ye Tian said with a mysterious smile as he found a seat and sat down.
Cold Boyuan chuckled and pointed at Ye Tian, teasingly asking, “Where did you learn these tricks?”
“Probably self-taught,” Cold Yang chimed in with a laugh.
“Ha ha.” Ye Tian chuckled lightly, not responding further as he took a sip of tea. His demeanor exuded an air of confidence.
Though Ye Tian remained silent, they did not press him for details. The three enjoyed their tea and casual conversation, and the atmosphere lightened considerably. Gradually, Cold Boyuan and Cold Yang seemed to gain full confidence in Ye Tian’s so-called plan.
About half an hour later, those sent out by Cold Boyuan began to return to the conference hall. In terms of efficiency, they had done quite well.
Cold Boyuan glanced at Ye Tian, signaling him to ask questions freely.
Nodding, Ye Tian surveyed the crowd and spoke up, “Thank you all for your hard work. May I ask who was responsible for gathering information on Black Wind Stronghold?”
“I was,” a sturdy man stepped forward.
Ye Tian paused for a moment to assess him before getting straight to the point: “How many people does Black Wind Stronghold have?”
“About seven hundred people,” the sturdy man replied.
“The number isn’t too many…” Ye Tianxin expressed some doubt and asked again, “Do you know the details of Black Wind Stronghold?”
The sturdy man hesitated for a moment, seemingly considering whether what he had learned could be called details: “Black Wind Stronghold has been established for less than three years. The reason it has managed to carve out a territory is due to the strength of its five leaders, known as the Five Great Warriors. The second to fourth seats are all at the level of Martial Mastery, while Boss Fang Yuanhou has reached the level defined as a Second-Stage Martial Artist.”
“Established for less than three years?” A hint of joy appeared in Ye Tian's eyes.
“That’s right, and most of their followers are rural drifters,” the sturdy man added.
Upon hearing this, Noda nodded in satisfaction and then turned his gaze to others, speaking up, “How many usable people do we have right now?”
“Three hundred and thirteen,” replied the seventy-year-old man who had previously been referred to as Supervisor An by Cold Boyuan.
“Hmm…” Ye Tian nodded thoughtfully and after a moment said with satisfaction, “That’s enough.”
The old man waited patiently for him to continue asking.
“How many injured are there?”
“Over one thousand one hundred,” the old man answered.
“How many people does the Wang family have?”
“About nine hundred.”
"Um..."
Ye Tian nodded and casually asked many questions. After receiving all the answers, he cupped his hands toward everyone and said, "You've all worked hard, go take a rest."
The crowd exchanged glances, unsure why Ye Tian was so calm.
After hesitating for a moment, they finally cupped their hands to Cold Boyuan and the others before leaving one by one.
Once everyone had departed, Ye Tian turned to Cold Boyuan and said, "Uncle Leng, can you give me the authority to mobilize the personnel for these three days?"
Cold Boyuan was taken aback for a moment but quickly regained his composure and laughed, "Of course, you’re becoming more like I was back in the day!"
"Hehe." Ye Tian chuckled lightly and said, "Uncle Leng, tonight I will lead those three hundred people into the mountains."
"Oh?" Cold Boyuan looked somewhat puzzled.
"Give me two days, and I will ensure that the more than a thousand injured from the Cold Family recover to at least seventy percent," Ye Tian declared confidently.
Upon hearing this, Cold Boyuan's expression showed some doubt. However, after a moment's thought about how Ye Tian had once treated Cold Frost, he couldn't help but smile and said, "I almost forgot that you're quite skilled at healing!"
"Hehe." Ye Tian chuckled noncommittally before turning serious. "Uncle Leng, we must act without delay and ensure that not a word of this leaks out. I am determined to set off tonight."
"Understood." Cold Boyuan's expression also turned grave as he nodded. If this news were to leak out, the Wang family would likely launch an ambush in the deep mountains.
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