An Lan's words only brought a faint smile to Ling Tianyu's face. He didn't take them to heart. If he did, he would have been worried sick long ago, and wouldn't have been able to make such easy arrangements.
Ling Tianyu had already given up on the Vast Ancient, positioning the battlefield right at his doorstep, even the Ancient Era. This way, he wouldn't have to run back and forth, much less split his attention. Here, his forces could gather like a fist and strike fiercely.
This was his current strategy, otherwise, why would he relinquish the Vast Ancient?
No matter how you see it, the Vast Ancient is a great place. How could one give it up just like that?
Ling Tianyu is smarter than anyone, calculating every inch of ground, never making a losing deal.
"I think you're going to act now, aren't you?" An Lan guessed, looking at Ling Tianyu. Pushed to this extent, not acting would be unlike Ling Tianyu.
