"How long do we have?"

"Ten days, ten days at most."

"In ten days, the Motu tribe will have the opportunity to launch a full-scale counterattack against us."

"And if you give it a month."

"Then when the time comes, we will be greeted by eighteen extremely sharp blades."

"Ten days?"

Listening to Qingyi Nuandong's answer, Gu Qingyang couldn't help but murmur to himself.

This kind of time is indeed too compact, and it is too compact to do many things well.

"Five days, five days."

"In five days, I will return you a brand new Great Liang tribe."

"But next, you have to give the order for everyone to cooperate with me."

"Okay, okay."

…

Seeing the perseverance displayed on Gu Qingyang's pale face, Qingyi Nuandong felt warm in his heart.

In fact, there were still some words in her heart that she had not said. Originally, she still wanted to say those words because they were related to her granddaughter.

She still knew what happened between Qing Yiyao and Gu Qingyang.

And she did have the idea of ​​trying to persuade Gu Qingyang.

No matter what, Qing Yiyao was the apple of her eye after all. She was reluctant to let this little girl get hurt.

But not long ago, Gu Qingyang's performance really made her eyes shine, making her realize that the younger generations have their own destiny.

Maybe, she shouldn't care too much.
Chapter completed!