Lu Chuan woke up early in the morning, had breakfast, and was immediately sought out by Yu Qiming.
Yu Qiming had come to the door of Lu Chuan's guest room and knocked on the door.
A moment later, Lu Chuan came out.
"Young Master Lu, the situation is getting worse and worse. Members of my Yu family have recently died in the dozens and more than ten have gone missing," he said.
"If this continues, we won't be able to bear it."
"By then, we might be extinguished before the Ming family!"
He spoke with a face full of nervous concern.
Lu Chuan patted his shoulder, "Fighting with a great family like the Ming family, some casualties are normal. I can protect you, but I can't protect everyone in your sect."
"Next, I'll take care of the Ming family."
"Alright then, there's no turning back now, let's just fight them to the end!"
Yu Qiming looked at Lu Chuan and continued to ask, "What should we do next? Fight them directly?"