No Cure for Regret

"No."

Two words, spoken lightly.

They struck the Martial Artists' hearts like a hammer.

If they joined the Bearded Pirate Crew,

the God Tier Defense Items would be theirs.

The God Tier Invisibility Talismans would be theirs, too.

More importantly, each of them would get a lake's worth of Abyss Potion!

These were treasures they normally wouldn't even dare dream of.

And just like that...

they had let them slip through their fingers?

At that moment,

many of them felt their hearts bleed.

An old man looked indignant. "No? Why not?"

Zhang Erhe hugged a jar of Abyss Potion nearly as big as himself.

He said cheerfully, "Lady Mu made it clear: the offer wouldn't wait forever!"

"She gave you three chances before this."

"You're the ones who didn't take them!"

Those who had agreed to join the Bearded Pirate Crew earlier

had done so out of loyalty to Mu Qingshuang—or rather, to Xia Country.

Jiang Fu and Shi Jiu

had invoked Xia Yuncang and Wen Shuhe.

Both of them were Silver-Masked Saint Ascensions.

Together with Mu Qingshuang, the supreme commander of Crouching Dragon Base,

the three of them

were more than enough to represent the will of the Xia Country Authorities.

But anyone joining now...

would be doing it purely for the rewards.

The old man's face flushed red.

Regret gnawed at him.

He was not a Martial Artist from one of the Eight Great Martial Arts Families.

To him, and to everyone else present,

today's confrontation

had been about choosing sides.

Would they stand with the Authorities or the Martial Arts Families?

Zhang Erhe and the others had chosen the Authorities.

The old man had sided with the Martial Arts Families,

believing they could offer him greater rewards.

But now,

the treasures Jiang Fu had brought out...

The