Sense of boundaries... Qu Jianlei's mouth twitched despite himself. You really know everything, don't you?
Just then, a stream of divine sense emerged. "The Asura race is the most shameless and fickle of all, fearing power but never cherishing virtue!"
Yi He could not hold back any longer and sent Qu Jianlei a warning.
Do not be fooled by their current respectfulness. That was only because they believed they had an Out-of-Body Great Venerable.
Once they discovered that our side had no Great Expert with Out-of-Body cultivation, it would be hard to say what sort of reaction they would have.
Strictly speaking, rebellion would be inevitable.
Only with an Out-of-Body Great Venerable could there be any sense of boundaries. Without one—what the hell was a sense of boundaries?
Qu Jianlei had actually considered that. Forget the Asuras—weren't all those barbarians on Blue Star just like this? In any case, he had never held any overly high expectations for the Asuras' integrity.
But precisely because of that, a problem arose—should they accept this tribe's allegiance?
If they accepted them, they would be a ticking time bomb, bound to explode sooner or later.
Qu Jianlei did not believe that if their Out-of-Body Great Venerable failed to show up for a long time, the other side would not grow suspicious—that simply was not realistic! But if they did not accept them, would it not be a pity to lose such a powerful internal ally? Yi He's divine sense gave the two Eight-Armed Asuras a fright. "Which esteemed being is this?"
One of them quickly calmed down and explained earnestly, "Most Asura tribes may indeed be like that, but we are different. We have a sense of boundaries!"
Qu Jianlei raised his chin slightly. "Tell me about your Out-of-Body Old Ancestor... What is his