"Once you've been through it, the next time will be much better. Our losses won't be so great."
"Right now, we're just feeling our way across the river, relying only on ourselves."
"Someone else's guidance might be a deliberate attempt to lead us into a trap."
A cold glint flashed in Lü Zhenghai's eyes as he spoke. It was clear he had suffered setbacks in the Merak Sacred Land to have come to this conclusion.
Gu An grew thoughtful at these words, finally understanding why Lü Zhenghai and his group had returned to Qing State to recruit people from the Cyan Yuan Sect.
'The struggles within the Holy Land must be far more intense than the internal conflicts of the Cyan Yuan Sect. Some people might even deliberately mislead you, causing you to suffer disastrous losses—or even your life!'
"The Cyan Yuan Sect will help where it can, but only on the condition that it doesn't hinder our own development."
"As the Sect Leader of the Cyan Yuan Sect, I must naturally put the Sect first!"
