"Ruxiong usually has a habit of clutching his collar with his left hand and likes to steal glances at women's chests. Just now, in that conversation, he stood in place and did nothing. Is this enough? If you're not satisfied, I can name five more examples." Dantai had no regard for Chen Jiarong's opinion. He fixated on Ruxiong and huffed, "So what if Tang Zheng made a mistake? We should quash all potential safety threats."
"Have you not realized after experiencing so many dangers how death relentlessly pursues us in the Trojan Horse Game? Lack of self-control, being tempted by all kinds of desires, being affected by negative emotions, resulting in the inability to make rational judgments — all that leads to dead ends," said Pang Meiqin, looking at a group of newbies with a haughty air, admonishing them.
The newbies fell silent. It seemed that the survival of the Conquerors was far from a lucky fluke; they were indeed remarkable in some aspects.
