At that moment, someone stepped forward and hurriedly tried to play peacemaker.
"Hey, hey, hey, Chengwen, Chengwen, everyone, everyone. The Young Sect Master didn't mean it like that. The point is... didn't we form our own team earlier? We're afraid Big Brother Long might feel uncomfortable and think... you guys are the original members for this job, while we newcomers... right... with you guys... you can understand that, right? As long as Big Brother Long promises us he won't play favorites, won't make us act as cannon fodder to protect you, then we'll..."
Lu Chengwen looked at him. "He can't promise that. At the critical moment, my Big Brother can act as cannon fodder himself! Why can't you be cannon fodder? Who here is cannon fodder!?"
Lu Chengwen said viciously, "Don't follow us! I'm afraid you'll dirty the team!"
He turned around and was still muttering, "A bunch of idiots."
Tang Xiaohao wanted the two teams to merge into one, because... the team across from him was clearly very good at fighting.
How strange.
Someone like Tang Xiaohao had already figured it out in his heart: the team opposite was fierce, and only by following them would they have a chance of escaping this grand formation alive.
But he would absolutely never obediently bow and call someone Big Brother, saying, From now on, I'll listen to you. You're my brother, you're my light, you're the one and only legend. I'll listen to everything you say, you are my superstar!
Instead, he had to show his attitude, reveal his status, hint at his rank, display his confidence, and indicate that he still had capital; that cooperating with him was a win for the other side too; that he was valuable, and if they wanted to win him over, they also had