"We're already on this damned Survival Road. What does being a Young Clan Leader even mean anymore?"
"This is a bloody world where strength rules. Our priority now is to stay alive. Getting stronger comes after that."
"If serving under someone else lets me live in safety and gives me the resources to grow stronger, why shouldn't I?"
Ling Yue paused before continuing, "Besides, Never Checks the Fuel Gauge is a member of our Feather Tribe. At most, I'm joining one of our own. Everything stays in the family. There's no shame in that."
At those words, the other four paused.
Only then did they suddenly remember that Never Checks the Fuel Gauge really was a noble of the Feather Tribe.
Viewed that way, Ling Yue joining the Expedition Alliance really was an internal transfer of power within the Feather Tribe, fundamentally different from the four outsiders pledging allegiance.
On the screen, Ling Yue looked calm and untroubled, but inwardly, he felt utterly helpless.
As the Feather Tribe's Young Clan Leader, he naturally had considerable pride.
His title had indeed given him a tremendous head start, allowing him to quickly rally large numbers of players from his tribe in the early stages of the game and establish the foundations of a powerful force.
But Never Checks the Fuel Gauge had displayed his terrifying strength in server-wide announcements time and again, and he bore the same Feather Tribe identity.
There was no way the Feather Tribe warriors under Ling Yue had no thoughts about that.
Admiring strength was instinctive for all living creatures, especially when the strong belonged to their own tribe.
Recently, even some of his trusted subordinates had subtly suggested that he simply take everyone and join the Expedition Alliance.
Their reasoning was sound.
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