Ye Fangge said slowly, "Zhaochen is right. The Dragon City Ruins are unlike anywhere else. If we were fighting the Bear Demon Tribe to the death, we could naturally unite our efforts. Until the bear demons are wiped out, our Bloodmang Human Race will never know peace. But there are Five Dragon Halls inside, along with far too many treasures. No one can guarantee what someone they barely know might do."
"We understand," Sun Zhanfan said.
Fang Yun swept his gaze over everyone without saying anything. The Bloodmang Ancient Land was ultimately more brutal than the Saint Origin Continent. The infighting among its scholars surpassed even that of the human race before the Battle of Two Worlds Mountain.
There were more than sixty Grand Academicians. They could easily have formed two or three large parties, yet they had actually split into six or seven. Too much was going on, both openly and in the shadows.
Fang Yun saw it clearly: the people in Yun Zhaochен's party and Sun Zhanfan's party must have clashed before. There might even have been grudges between them.
Yun Zhaochен said, "Since we are all human, neither sentiment nor reason permits us to abandon anyone in such a dangerous place. After all, there are no mortal feuds between us, are there?"
The atmosphere immediately grew strange. If any two of the eleven truly bore a bitter grudge, it could very well erupt at this moment.
"Yes, there should be no deep-seated hatred between us," Sun Zhanfan said slowly.
No one spoke again.
Yun Zhaochен smiled and nodded. "In that case, if you four are willing to join us and will not leave midway to join another party, we will welcome you so eagerly that we would put our shoes on backward in our haste. All four