Yan Ji nodded deeply, clearly impressed by Nian Bing's unfathomable depth.
After a pause, Xue Po seemed to make up his mind and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, "Your Highness, regarding the two problems you've mentioned, I believe I can help you resolve both."
Yan Ji was surprised and said, "Is that... possible? Uncle Xue, I'm not quite sure what you mean."
With a gentle smile, Xue Po said, "How many people, in your opinion, Your Highness, would it take to contend with the Ice-Snow Goddess Sacrifice?"