After hearing Xu San’s words, Lu Yin and Starsibyl exchanged glances of surprise. 

Ling Que was furious. “You bastard, you just said that you didn’t know when the Daosource Three Skies would show up!” 

Xu San rolled his eyes. “Might, might! Don’t you understand?”

Lu Yin quietly asked, “Is this pre-war meeting being convened by Shang Rong or Zhi Yi?”

Xu San shook his head. “I’m not sure, but most likely, it’s Zhi Yi. That woman is one of the Daosource Three Skies, and according to the rumors, it’s not combat that she’s the most skilled at, but rather strategy. Little Xiang also mentioned that Zhi Yi has been obsessed with war strategies since a young age. She enjoys schemes, is proficient at defeating a large force with a smaller one, and is extremely gifted at just about anything involving strategy. This time, the fight for the poles will be very important, so it wouldn’t be strange at all for her to show up.” 

Starsibyl’s expression grew cold. “You just told us that you didn’t know anything at all about the Daosource Three Skies.” 

Lu Yin glared at her. “Let him finish.” 

Starsibyl averted her gaze. 

Xu San swallowed his saliva. “There are certain things that can’t be said, and you have to understand them intuitively.” 

“Cut the bullshit! What you’re really saying is that one of the Daosource Three Skies, Zhi Yi, will come here, that she’ll be overseeing this fight for the poles herself, and that she will also be participating in the battle herself, correct?” Lu Yin ask...