"What big game?" Tang Wan'er was puzzled.
"What I mean is, if they want to kill us, we'll make sure none of them survive." Long Chen looked at the map and said.
"This ..."
Tang Wan'er was shocked. Long Chen's attitude was as if he wanted to kill them all. This was terrifying—Tang Wan'er's face turned pale with fright.
"That's way too ruthless! How could that be? Even if they targeted me, they wouldn't have killed them all. Tang Wan'er's voice trembled with fear. She had never dared to imagine something like this before.
"Of course, if they only want to hold us back and eliminate us, that's a dispute of interests and understandable. But what if they're ruthless and want to harm us?" Long Chen said.
"They probably don't have the guts to be that big!" Tang Wan'er said hesitantly.
"Then are you willing to bet the lives of the Hidden Dragon Legion on their courage?" Long Chen said coldly.
"Well..."
Although Tang Wan'er usually liked to throw tantrums, when Long Chen kept a cold face, she immediately realized the seriousness of the situation and didn't dare say anything reckless.
"You're no longer the Tang Wan'er you used to be. You're the commander of the Hidden Dragon Legion. Everyone has entrusted their lives to you. With your indecisive personality, you'll end up killing them. Rather than that, it's better to disband the Hidden Dragon Legion sooner." Long Chen said.
Seeing that Long Chen was truly angry, Tang Wan'er hurriedly said, "Long Chen, don't be angry. It's all my fault. I'll do whatever you want, okay?" Seeing
Tang Wan'er's helpless expression, Long Chen couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Tang Wan'er was simply not a qualified commander; her personality was too weak, not ruthless enough. If this continued, it definitely wouldn't work.
"Xiaoyue, come here."
Long Chen called over the eight divine attendants and shared his thoughts. Everyone was startled by his thoughts, and terror appeared in the eyes of others. Only Xiaoyue remained calm and said,
"Brother Long Chen's thoughts are correct. Our lives are given by our parents, and no one can take them away at will."
If they want to kill us, we should fight tooth for tooth, eye for eye, and at worst, fight to the bitter end.
In the past, when we were weak, we had to endure; now that we've become stronger, we still have to endure. So why do we fight so hard to cultivate? Seeing
Xiaoyue's sharp gaze, Long Chen nodded silently. Among the Eight Great Divine Attendants, she was the most courageous, bold, and meticulous, with the bearing of a great general.
"The key is, we are not alone. If we recklessly kill and break the law, punishing ourselves is one thing, but it could implicate our original sect.
If they attack us first, we can naturally retaliate, but if they kill someone, things will escalate and become justified.
Since we are all disciples of the Wind God Sea Pavilion, we should still abide by their rules. Everything must be done according to the rules. A divine attendant hesitated for a moment before speaking.
"The key rules are set by them. We can't beat them. Brother Long Chen already said this teleportation was done on purpose, but what can we do about them?" Xiaoyue shook her head.
"I think we're in the midst of rapid progress. At this moment, patience is crucial. Once we reach Emperor, they won't be able to bully us anymore. Fighting them head-on now is simply unwise." Another divine attendant also spoke up.
Although she was somewhat conservative, what she said was not reasonable. This was their rapid improvement period, making rapid progress every day. Conserving strength and avoiding conflict was the wisest choice.
Each divine attendant voiced their opinion, but only Xiaoyue shared Long Chen's thoughts: if the other party wanted their lives, they had to bare their fangs. If they didn't want to kill them, they would at least tear off a piece of their flesh. Otherwise, facing endless provocations, they simply couldn't cultivate properly. Only by landing a punch could they avoid a hundred punches.
Of the remaining seven, five said they should avoid conflicts as much as possible. If they can't afford to provoke them, they can at least avoid them. At worst, they can skip the original route and run for another day, then hunt somewhere else. Even if it wastes a day, they are confident they can outperform most of the group and definitely won't be at the bottom.
The other two were ambiguous. They believed that whether it was Xiaoyue's radical faction or the five conservatives' ideas, they were both correct. No matter which strategy they used, they had no objections.
In the end, this question was left to Tang Wan'er to decide. She was also in a difficult position. She understood Long Chen's thoughts, but only Xiaoyue completely agreed with his opinion, and the difference was too great.
Tang Wan'er looked at Long Chen, who shook his head and said, "This is a matter for the Hidden Dragon Legion. In the end, it's up to you to decide. Attack or defense—choose one of the two." In
the end, the minority obeyed the majority. Tang Wan'er still followed everyone's advice, choosing not to confront them head-on, but instead wasting a day traveling around the teleportation area to hunt elsewhere.
After making her decision, Tang Wan'er was extremely anxious. After the eight left, she grabbed Long Chen's hand and said apologetically, "
Are you angry?"
Long Chen shook his head and said, "At first, there was a bit of a difference, but after thinking about it, it's normal to have different opinions. Men and women are different, and the perspective on things is different."
No one knows how the future will unfold. Sometimes what seems wrong now may be proven right years or even decades later.
The reverse is also true. Regardless of right or wrong, it takes time to scrutinize. Maybe decades later, it might be right, but looking back centuries, it could also be wrong. No one can say for sure.
The reason I'm a bit angry isn't because of any decision you make, but because you hesitate and seem anxious about your decision. "
Don't be angry, okay? It's all because I relied on you too much before, and later I relied on Master too much. That's why I'm like this. Give me some time, and I'll adjust." Tang Wan'er linked arms with Long Chen, her tone a bit coquettish.
Long Chen originally wanted to say more, but seeing Tang Wan'er's expression, he held back and could only smile and comfort him:
"This time, even if we let them off the hook, next time we absolutely can't let them off easy."
"Alright, it's a deal." Seeing Long Chen smile, Tang Wan'er was instantly overjoyed, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.
After everyone adjusted and their strength was restored, Long Chen let Tang Wan'er choose a direction. Because the spatial laws here were different, Xia Chen's formation disk couldn't be used, so everyone could only dash away.
...
Deep within the Evil Blood Battlefield, in a dark place, dozens of people gathered together. They looked at a formation disk, and when they saw the direction of the light points moving on it,
"What a bunch of fools, thinking this will save us from disaster? Dream on! "In the endless darkness, a group of people sneered, their sharp white teeth like beast fangs, radiating endless malice."