"Achieving nothing is better than losing your life. Brother, we're not young anymore so we should appreciate our lives more!"
"If we really do find the Multiform Demon Lord's Abode inside, we can live comfortably for the rest of our lives with this deed of merit!"
"It's not as easy as you say it is. It's best not to be too greedy. As I said, we should have reported it a long time ago!"
"Brother, you're regretting it, are you?"
"A little bit." The round-faced old man sighed. "If we report it early, at least we won't lose so many people!"
"Even if we report it, we'll need someone to scout the inside too. We still need to send them inside!"
"These disciples are the product of our hard work!"
"They are all just some unworthy disciples," the thin old man said coldly. "They are impetuous and incapable. Don't expect them to be successful in the future. When we're gone, they will disband. None of them can succeed the Rising Sun Faction!"