"It feels like falling into a net," Hu Daoke said, and couldn't help but shiver as he broke into a chill.
"If the Wuyun Sect is an intelligence spy organization then who exactly are they serving? Or is it possible that your deduction is incorrect, and it is merely a pure cultivation sect?" Baiyue pondered.
"I'm just sharing my view. I never said it has to be correct," Cheng Ziang spread his hands and said, "It's just a discussion after all; there's no need to set anything in stone."
"Why don't we go back? Since West Outer Heaven is now at peace, if we stay there quietly for a few years, the headquarters should eventually come to pick us up," Hu Daoke began to get cold feet.
"What are you panicking for, it's not like we're bound to run into trouble," Cheng Ziang glanced at him disdainfully and said.
"It's exactly because we don't know if we'll encounter trouble that we feel fear. Isn't the unknown what truly frightens people?" Hu Daoke robustly retorted.
