Li Anru's declaration echoed briefly through the courtyard before fading into silence.
No other Profound Realm cultivator stepped forward.
Some hesitated. Others turned away outright. A few glanced at Xiao Fang with wary eyes before choosing safer captains—those who promised merit, glory, and survival.
Xiao Fang didn't care.
By the time the selection ended, his team consisted of only two people.
Li Roh.
Li Anru.
That was enough.
What he was planning didn't require numbers.
As the crowd dispersed, Xiao Fang quietly lifted his head and turned his attention to the sky.
Seeing that, Xun Wei asked,
"Is there something in the sky?"
Xiao Hei curiously looked up too, then Li Roh and Li Anru did the same.
"Return to your camps. I'll call for you when it's time for us to move."
"Yes, Captain," they replied before leaving.
As soon as they left, Li Lian approached.
"Fang, what are you planning?"
"Who said I was planning something," Xiao Fang smiled.
