Jonathan's internal struggle was evident. The prospect of a [E] rank dungeon was a double-edged sword—rich rewards awaited, but the risk loomed large.
"Lucas, I appreciate the offer, but it's too risky. Our members might not be ready for such a challenge," Jonathan replied, a hint of reluctance in his voice.
Most of the members are at [F+] rank or [F] there are only a few [E] ranked members in a gang and Lucas already killed three of them.
Jonathan doesn't want to lose members.
I leaned back, crossing my arms. "Jonathan, you have something valuable here. Don't you want your gang to rise above its current status? This dungeon is a stepping stone, an opportunity to reshape the Black colour gang's destiny."
His eyes flickered with uncertainty, torn between caution and the allure of potential growth.
