Facing Sun Lingtong's proposal, Zeng Jide slowly shook his head.
"Inappropriate."
"This time, my act of theft is merely to take some treasures from the River of Oblivion, taking advantage of a moment of vulnerability, a bit opportunistically."
"The Painted Skin Rakshasa, however, is intent on obstructing the path of the Lord of Wangchuan."
"If we help her escape, even just as a cover for ourselves, it's inappropriate. It's easy for the Lord of Wangchuan to see us as part of the same group."
"Obstructing his path undoubtedly forms a deadly enmity, and he may never let go throughout his life!"
Zeng Jide transmitted thoughts back with heavy-hearted advice: "Our Bukong Sect is a super sect, although primarily focused on theft, we do not fear offending one prefecture or nation, but significant interests must be observed."
"Simply based on what we gain, how can we afford to form a deadly enmity with the Lord of Wangchuan? It's too much of a loss, not worthwhile!"
