Bai Linxun pressed: "Did he ever say, if the Qingxu Sect is unwilling to help, what should we do next?"
"Do not disturb father, he is resting quietly."
Bai Liangbi took a deep breath, calming his emotions: "What ideas do you all have?"
"Perish together!"
Bai Laos walked to the table and said, "I don't know what's inside the clan that makes those people like rabid dogs, but if we're forced, we might as well turn the table over and throw the thing out for them to fight over. Can we not just give it up?!"
"Indeed."
Bai Laowu chimed in: "Throughout history, treasures are held by those who can. If we truly can't guard it, there's no need to cling onto it. Losing an item is better than losing a life. As they say, where there's life, there's hope. Isn't that right?"
"No."
Bai Liangbi dismissed: "The thing is fine in our hands, but once given away, there's no way our clan would have any chance of survival.
