The older brother's face slightly cleared, and he nodded: "Hmm. Wait until deep into the night, when they fall asleep, at the moment when their spiritual force field is most relaxed. You will be responsible for launching the main attack on Fang Qingyu's dreams, creating the scenes he fears the most, continuously applying pressure, and depleting his spirit. I will handle disrupting those core team members around him, keeping them so busy that they can't support him in either the real or spiritual world. Remember, focus on mental pressure, make him feel despair and helplessness, but never truly damage his core consciousness! Do you understand?"
