The Loose Cultivators' heartfelt warnings continued, their shouts rising and falling one after another.
It wasn't that they were bad people.
Nor were they cowards.
They had just lived in Luoping City their entire lives and had long grown accustomed to the unspoken rules set by the Eight Great Clans.
They knew when to stop, when to quit while they were ahead.
They knew perfectly well.
If the Eight Great Clans were truly pushed to the brink, no one would escape unscathed.
The shouts of the onlookers.
Chu Sheng heard them clearly from inside the All Things Return to Origin Bell.
'Are they wrong?'
'No.'
'They're just living by the rules of this world, cautiously, just trying to survive.'
'But there are always those people who rely on the classic "Do you know who my father is?"...'
'They show no regard for the rules and do whatever they please.'
'You follow the rules, working your way to the finish line step by step.'
