Jiang Tao’s face flushed as he minced his words:
"O-of course that’s not what I mean! What I meant to say was that... no one can predict the beast tide outbreak. If the ordinary people die, they can only blame their bad luck. We cultivators are the elites of society—the pillars of the country! We are like the feathers of a phoenix and the horns of a unicorn[1]. Wouldn't it be a pity... to die in vain like this? Only, only if we survive could we take revenge for the ordinary people!"
His remarks rendered the seven cultivators completely speechless.
"Zhang Meng", who was hesitating to come forward a moment ago, could not help but ask his wife in a low voice:
"Xiaodie, was I as shameless as this guy?"
"How could you?"
Yan Xiaodie smiled. Gently wrapping her arms around her husband’s neck, she said with a voice full of deep love, "My husband is the most handsome man in the entire Heaven Origin Sector! Even when you are shameless, you are still very handsome!"
