Heart Made Up

After hearing Lu Yuan and the others describe the Land of Chaos, Ling Tian was tempted beyond words. But he also began to wonder: this place sounded practically perfect, so why didn't Lu Yuan and the other raiders go there?

When Ling Tian voiced his question, Lu Yuan sighed softly. "Although the forces of our own race here are all very united, so many people come here that it's a melting pot of all kinds. There aren't many rules, and killing is an everyday occurrence."

"Yeah. The living conditions here are harsh, too. You have to worry every moment that someone might kill you." The raider who was about to be treated sighed, a trace of wariness flashing in his eyes. "This is a paradise for the strong. Without strength, it's hard to survive. Especially for raiders like us. We usually stick together in groups of three or five, and small groups like ours are the easiest targets for others to covet."

"Exactly. That's why it's called the Land of Chaos. It's far more chaotic than things are within our own races." Lu Yuan nodded. As if recalling something, his expression darkened. "Back then, I was too full of myself. I took a few brothers there, only to have them slaughtered by outsiders. If they hadn't fought with everything they had to buy me time, I'd have died there too."

Hearing this, Ling Tian gradually understood. The Land of Chaos was practically perfect for established factions, but it was extraordinarily dangerous for people who traveled in groups of three or five.

"Alas, strength rules there." Ling Tian sighed. "Big brother, don't worry. Sooner or later, we'll avenge the brothers who died."

"Little brother, does that mean—you agree?" The raider who was about to be treated was thrilled. "If we gather