Zhang Fuzi's stance was clear: he did not want to take Ren Ye along to see Guo An. Chen Zheng and Xu Yuan naturally sided with him. Golden Cicada Zi said nothing, but that in itself was tacit agreement.
Under these circumstances, the Little Bad King had only two choices left: silently endure it and obey their arrangements, or jump up, flip the table, and start a round of cursing and infighting.
I'm the goddamn Human Emperor Successor! Endure my ass! No more hesitation. I'm taking on all four of them. Nobody stop me!
Ren Ye looked up at Zhang Fuzi. After a brief pause, he said in a deep, resonant voice, "Brother, let's all calm down. I wanted to see Guo An for the sake of everyone's assignment. Since none of you want me to, forget it. I'm someone with a strong sense of boundaries, after all. Go by yourself. I'll stay here with the others and ambush the jailers."
Seeing that he had stopped insisting, Zhang Fuzi softened his tone considerably. "Brother Daniu, I meant nothing else by it. It's just that this sect assignment is exceptionally difficult. Chen Zheng and Xu Yuan have both already died once, so naturally, we need to be more cautious going forward."
His words were actually a pointed reminder to Ren Ye. So far, we disciples of the Fifth Seat have contributed the most, burning through two whole resurrection chances. What the hell have you got to feel shortchanged about?! Why do you keep running your mouth?
"Yes. Without Miss Xu and Brother Chen constantly trying things out for us, we really would have struggled to get this far," the Little Bad King agreed with a smile.
His thinking was simple. He had accepted the sect assignment for the merit points and