"I'm afraid the only way to prevent Duanmu Yan from killing Fengtian Order again is to preemptively set up arrays capable of isolating Divine Thought across the land, and they have to be of Saint-level Arrays."
"Setting up Saint-level Arrays to isolate Divine Thought? Do you know how costly that is? We'd have to recalibrate the Essence of Heaven and Earth at hundreds of locations across Great Yong just to restore normal climate."
"Hundreds of Saint-level Arrays? Just to pay such a price for several billion mortals? Are you insane, or are we the crazy ones?"
"Let the mortals barely scrape by, aren't they living just fine now? The national fate hasn't been affected much at all."
At this, the envoy from the Seventh Princess Mansion became thoroughly enraged.
"Living just fine now? Do you know why these billions of mortals are surviving without food?"
