Du Huating watched the disciples of the Martial Spirit Sect locked in a bloody battle and sighed wistfully. He took a metallic, lustrous Waist Token from his robes and said, "When the time is right, take them and leave. The passage is in a cave within the poplar forest on the back mountain. This is the Token to open it."
Staring at the Token held out before her, Liuu Ruowei froze. She never imagined that with the war having just begun, her own master, the Grand Elder of the Sect, would say something so utterly demoralizing.
From his tone and expression, Liuu Ruowei could sense no conviction. It was as if he had despaired for the Sect's future from the very start.
She couldn't understand it. Du Huating had been one of the main proponents of going to war, so why was he saying something like this now?
"Master, the Song Clan may be coming on strong, but if we join forces with the Lieyang Sect, we still have a fighting chance."
