"Earth Bull is right. What if the higher-ups of the Emperor's Son Pavilion betray us? Ostensibly, they're tasking us to capture the Nascent Souls of Dao Lords and Sage Monarchs, but in reality, they might be using us as fuel for their own cultivation."
"I refuse to be a pawn for someone else's gain. I won't do something so foolish!"
The cultivators looked at the bald, burly man with admiration. This Daoist friend, codenamed 'Earth Bull,' had voiced their unspoken concerns.
Within moments, the previously silent Great Hall erupted into a clamor.
Elder Stone Monkey and Elder Wolf Kill seemed to have anticipated this, showing no signs of panic; instead, they remained calm and composed.
"Silence."
Elder Wolf Kill snorted coldly.
As his voice faded, the cultivators in the hall immediately stopped their clamor, maintaining silence to wait for Elder Wolf Kill's explanation.
"Elder Stone Monkey and I are aware of the concerns raised by our fellow Daoist friends."
