"Xu Daoyou, your plan has a critical flaw."
Yun Yanshui, disguised as a rogue cultivator under the alias "Wu Daoyou," spoke with deliberate confidence, his voice calm yet cutting.
"Oh? Wu Daoyou, what insight do you have to offer?"
Xu Yan, though visibly displeased at having his plan challenged, chose to swallow his pride. The enigmatic Wu Daoyou carried an aura of power, and offending him seemed unwise.
"Why engage in bloody struggles yourself when you can profit as a bystander?"
"Bystander? And how exactly do you propose we achieve that?"
Xu Yan furrowed his brow, skepticism evident in his tone.
Yun Yanshui's lips curled into a faint smile. "Before I explain, tell me—do you have the courage to take on something big?"
