The Wisdom Divine Envoy, Xiao Xingyi, raised his head at this moment, his eyes worried and earnestly advised: "Your Highness King Ming, from Fei Yi's words, it is clear that the journey to the Southern Continent is fraught with danger, and the traps the enemy has set may far exceed our imagination! Your Highness is the leader of our sect, bearing the hopes of all believers, how can you risk yourself so easily? I plead with Your Highness to reconsider, to oversee the Main Temple and devise strategies, this is the best plan, and we are willing to go to battle on your behalf—"
"No need for this!"
Lin Rui raised his hand, interrupting Xiao Xingyi's words.
His gaze was piercing, his voice steady and authoritative: "I understand your intentions, yet this battle concerns the survival of our sect, how can I stand by and do nothing? As for the traps in the Southern Continent—"
