Everyone's heart pounded as they heard Du Shu's clear plan.
The kid really seemed to mean it!
Lu Fengzong sat in silence, but after being plied with this heady brew of flattery from Du Shu, he was already a little tipsy.
I'm the fucking master of the Demon Sect, hated and hunted by everyone, and now I'm turning around to become the Human Emperor?
It sounded absurd and ridiculous at first, but Du Shu's plan was extraordinarily clear and highly feasible.
The Demon Sect already had timing and terrain on its side!
Du Shu was forging unity among its people!
"Our original plan was to watch the fire from across the river, let the Great Houses fight the Other Races, and reap the benefits.
Bringing the Demon Sect into the game early will cause heavy casualties among our members.
How could I sacrifice our brothers for my own selfish desires?" Lu Fengzong shook his head.
Du Shu was already a seasoned veteran who could see into people's hearts. How could he fail to recognize Lu Fengzong's excuse? He patiently urged, "With the Great Age beginning and countless races contending, what makes the Demon Sect, as part of the Human Clan, so special that we can stay out of danger?
Even if we become the Other Races' running dogs, we'll still be driven into battle against the Great Houses!
Once we lose the Great Houses as a barrier, we'll still have to face the Other Races. Isolated and without aid, we may be in even greater danger.
Rather than gamble on the future, we should seize the present.
Everyone must die, but some deaths weigh more than Mount Tai, while others are lighter than a goose feather.
If our brothers can paint a bold, vivid chapter of history amid the tides