Li Daode's words did not earn Lin Fan's approval.
Lin Fan said, "Someone once said the same thing to me, warning that this place was dangerous and we should retreat. But in the end, he still went in. Can you really resist the allure of the unknown?"
Reflecting on this incident,
it reminded him of Wu Ji, a disciple of the Wuji Sect, the guy who got his crotch bitten off by a weasel. He wondered how Wu Ji was doing now—had he cultivated enough to regrow that thing?
"It seems my brother sees things clearly. To be honest, I am indeed reluctant to leave this place. But I don't want my brother to fall into peril, so I planned to head in alone after you left. If I find something good, I'll definitely save a portion for you." Li Daode spoke with a righteous air of self-sacrifice.
Just as Lin Fan was about to say something,
the situation suddenly shifted.
