Afraid of every potential risk and hardship, Ancient Wen Heng was starting to get a clear picture of how these people made decisions.
He still stood up respectfully and bowed to them. "If I may, I'd like to say a few words."
Gu Sanbu waved a hand, gesturing for him to speak.
"Actually, we could leave a few people here to stand guard in shifts. If anything happens, the rest of us would only be a day or two behind. It shouldn't cause a major delay.
You're all worried about our food supply, but do you really think that problem will be solved by just continuing to wait here?"
"But if so many of us leave, the other refugees arriving later will just follow us. If any of them have malicious intentions, our people might not be able to fend them off.
