"Senior Brother, what's wrong?" The seventh junior brother looked at Duge with concern, his voice cautious.
"Nothing much, I might have found my Dao."
Duge gave him a glance, his expression calm.
In a moment, he had figured it out. Better to be the target of everyone's fury than to lose his life here.
Aren't those keywords like slaughter and cruelty often associated with villains in the end?
How can one always play the good guy?
If he stumbled upon a keyword related to pillaging, the fact that he managed to come this far was already quite impressive!
As for being noble?
If it's feasible, do it; if not, set it aside. Surviving is the top priority.
After all, isn't everyone else just a keyword too?
"You've found your Dao?" The seventh junior brother looked puzzled.
Duge extended his hand and patted the junior brother.
The next moment.
The spiritual power he had cultivated in his Dantian surged like a torrent into the seventh junior brother's meridians through his palm.