"Interesting. You're the first newbie to ask such a question after hearing my introduction. In that case, I'll talk a little more with you. After you kill a desperado and a savage, the spoils of war will be yours. If everyone attacks together, the spoils will naturally be distributed."
"Also, if you see some people in the main city, it's best to avoid them. You can't afford to offend them." As the captain spoke, he pointed to the distant street. There was a youth wearing a light purple Daoist robe there. He was walking proudly through the crowd and stepped into a shop. The shopkeeper of the shop respectfully went out to welcome him.
When everyone in the surroundings saw the Daoist robe he was wearing, they all had respectful expressions and lowered their heads. Even some of the patrolling disciples were the same.
It was as though this person's appearance was like a divine son who had entered the mortal world. No one dared to look at him directly.
