"Come here to play? Brother Gu Xiao, are you kidding me? Who would come to this kind of place to play?" Dorjee was speechless. Just by looking at Zhang Menglong's demeanor when speaking, he knew he was someone prone to boasting.
"What else can we do? We're already here," Zhang Menglong shrugged. "We plan to train here until we reach the peak of divine cultivation, then find a way to leave."
Dorjee shook his head and sighed again. He wanted to tell Zhang Menglong that his idea was way too naive, but Zhang Menglong was his savior, so he was embarrassed to speak up and could only express his speechlessness through silence.
"By the way, Dorjee, you haven't told me why that person attacked you!" Zhang Menglong asked curiously. Even though those people had lost their minds, such fierce attacks on their own kind were not entirely normal. Moreover, Zhang Menglong clearly felt earlier that there was some purpose, like they were trying to obtain something from Dorjee.
