After posing his bewildering question, what the Quanzhen Sect could possibly offer to make those who were willing to sacrifice so much team up with him, Ye Weiming shook his head again: "Don't blame me for asking too many questions. The situation itself is strange. The biggest inconsistency lies in how difficult this operation would be."
"After all, there are seven of our opponents. Even if they are disciples of the same sect, they may not necessarily have shared interests. Disciple brothers, after all, are not real siblings. Few of them would readily give way when their own interests are involved."
"In this situation, everyone's stake would never be the same! For example..."
"The award for winning the Misty Rain Pavilion tournament is tempting, but who among them would be willing to pay the price, and who would not be? Even if they are all willing to pay some price, how much each person is willing to pay differs, doesn't it?"
