While one should naturally lend a helping hand when fellow sect members were in trouble, it should only be done within one's capabilities.
However, the spatial rift harbored far too many unknown risks, and there was no telling what kind of perilous Outer Realm it led to. Thus, even if Zou Feng wanted to save them, there was absolutely no need to risk everything he had. Otherwise, that wouldn't be a rescue mission; it would be like sending lambs to the slaughter, throwing their lives away one by one.
Seeing Zou Feng's hesitation, Zhao Feixiong advised, "It's too dangerous. We are only in the Golden Core Realm, after all. Rushing blindly into a spatial rift is... ill-advised!"
"Who said I was going in?" Zou Feng replied. As he spoke, he turned to look at Zhu Caiwei.
Taken aback by his gaze, Zhu Caiwei pointed at herself. "Th-this servant?"
