Everyone was exhausted, men and horses worn out, suffering so badly inside the array they were about to puke bile.
Now that there were Tianwu snacks to eat, they all scrambled for them like rabid dogs.
Zhao Ritian roared, "No grabbing! Lu Chengwen bought these with his kidneys, so we get to eat our fill first, you bastards!"
Lu Chengwen stopped him. "Take a break."
"I'm hungry too!"
"Food will be served in a bit."
"You're sure?"
"If you can go hungry in Tianwu, then I'll write the Lu in my name backward."
"Oh. Then fine."
Long Aotian slid down the wall to sit on the floor, watching this bunch of trash. He felt both angry and amused.
They were supposedly the young elites of the various families, yet when they really ran into trouble, every single one of them turned into a total coward.
Some betrayed them, some died in battle, some showed their fear, some disgraced themselves.
And then there was Tang Xiaohao, who was even more vile, vicious, petty, and venomous, relying on selling others out to protect his own safety.
Now, at the sight of a few boxes of snacks, they fought over them like pigs in a sty. Where was the bearing and spirit of Important Figures?
Long Aotian took only one snack and sat at the base of the wall, calmly eating as he watched them.
He thought, Counting on these so-called Gateless Realm experts, raised in luxury, to fight against the Heavenly Tribulation is impossible. True heroes still have to be warriors tempered through hardship.
Lu Chengwen sat down beside him. "What are you thinking about, Senior Disciple Brother?"
Long Aotian bit into the snack. "These guys..."
"What about them?"
"I thought they'd at least be about the same as the Jiang Family,