You guided us well?
Pah!
Who gave you the nerve?
You have no idea what we really think. Of the Beggar Gang's three thousand disciples, at least twenty-five hundred are waiting to take you down someday...
[Lao Mi] cursed inwardly.
Still.
Thinking about the players' intentions, [Lao Mi] had to admit Lin Bai was right. Players really were no good. Once their levels rose, they might genuinely unleash a catastrophe!
But he absolutely could not admit that to Lin Bai's face.
Their chances of learning skills depended on it.
"Shopkeeper Lin, you're right. Only a small minority are rotten apples. Most Heaven-Sent Ones still obey the law. You can't overturn an entire boat with one sweep of the pole," [Lone Elder] said with an ingratiating smile. "Prophecies can be wrong, too."
Guo Yuan smiled faintly and said nothing.
He did not understand why Lin Bai had laid this out openly. Once the Beggar Gang's Heaven-Sent Ones learned his true thoughts, the group he had brought together might well turn away from him.
There was every harm in it and not a single benefit.
To cultivate the Heavenly Dao?
That explanation was clearly fit only to fool ghosts!
That was not what Lin Bai had said at the City Lord's Residence.
"Prophecies aren't wrong, but variables can arise." Lin Bai glanced at [Lao Mi] and the others and smiled. "The Heaven-Sent Ones neither die nor perish. If we insist on treating them as enemies, we'll eventually push them into opposition against the entire world. In the end, things will spiral completely out of control. When that happens, they can dust off their backsides and leave. We natives will be the ones bearing the losses.
"That's why I deliberately chose Heaven-Sent Ones for my Protector Gang. Through various methods, I'll slowly guide