"Everyone, keep your spirits up. Our sect will be here soon. As long as my senior brother takes action, those descenders will definitely fall apart."
Wang Fu was leading the way, but his companions behind him were listless and dispirited.
"Sigh, Wang Fu, we've thought it through along the way. You're doing this just to get us to keep our spirits up. Sure, we understand your good intentions, but it's really too tiring."
"That's right. Shuyin isn't in a good mood right now. She's been worried about her grandfather. Even if your senior brother is powerful, how powerful can he be?"
Everyone was listless. After witnessing the terror of descenders, the pride in their hearts had long been crushed.
Compared to the descenders, they were simply trash.
Or even worse than trash.
In the eyes of descenders, it was just air, dispensable, an existence that could be destroyed with a wave of the hand.
Wang Fu shook his head helplessly. Why didn't he believe him?
