"Before Gao Yushan, the Flower Wandering Sect already had eight disciples. Could we try approaching things from that direction?"
The person who said this shrugged under the varied gazes of the others.
"Just try making contact and learning about them—normal exchanges, nothing more. Unless those Flower Wandering Sect disciples deliberately conceal their identities, contact is unavoidable when cultivators socialize. As long as we don't harbor any crooked intentions during the process, we needn't fear that Immortal coming to trouble us, right?"
"..."
That was easy to say, but who could guarantee that the person making contact would truly harbor no crooked intentions?
And who could guarantee that, once that person did develop such intentions, the rest of them would not be held accountable alongside him?
"Then shall I go?"
The man still looked perfectly at ease.
The other directors' eyelids twitched. Huang Boren was certainly smooth and tactful, but that very nature made him impossible to read. He was not as simple and direct as Bi Youlong.
Who could gamble that he would not develop other ideas during the process, trying to achieve some separate objective through roundabout means?
And this fellow was a company director. If something went wrong and the Immortal came to settle accounts, dragging all of them down as his peers, they would not even have a place to plead their grievances.
But if they sent subordinates instead, there were far too few people whose stance and abilities they could trust, while there were far too many possible accidents.
At that point, everyone understood Huang Boren's purpose: he was exposing a very simple fact—no matter who they sent, they would not feel at ease.
The more they acted, the more mistakes they could make. If they did nothing, they made no mistakes.
"Then... are we supposed