Ethan spoke faintly, his gaze sharp as a dense, chilling aura slowly permeated from him.
"Nephew, you need not worry. The Moonfall Clan suffered heavy losses in the last battle."
"It will be very difficult for them to recover their vitality without a few hundred years."
"Furthermore, various factions in the Far North Ice Field have now united to establish an alliance specifically to guard against the Moonfall Clan."
"With the alliance in place, even if the Moonfall Clan has an Emperor Realm expert like Silvon, they absolutely won't dare to act rashly," Tiberan smiled.
"Mhm." Ethan nodded.
It seemed his words back then had played a certain role, pushing the various factions of the Far North Ice Field to form an alliance against the Moonfall Clan. With this, it would be very difficult for the Moonfall Clan to stir up any major waves in the short term.
Even so, with Silvon around, the Moonfall Clan remained an unstable ticking time bomb.
