With that, he added, "Live for yourself."
Live well for myself.
Shen Chang's eyes flickered as he watched Han Muye leave.
"Senior Brother Shen, what did he mean?" A young man who had grabbed a long bone spike stepped forward and asked in a low voice.
The eyes of the others flickered.
"Hehe, between the Spiritual Dao Sect and the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, what do you choose?" Shen Chang turned around and looked at everyone.
How should we choose?
Everyone looked at each other, not daring to speak.
"Haha, live for yourself." Shen Chang's eyes lit up. He reached out and grabbed a bone spur. Then he looked at Zhu Siyuan. "Junior Brother Zhu, lead us to hunt fish demons to recover our strength."
"Who cares if it's the Spiritual Dao Sect or the Nine Mystic Sword Sect? What does their competition have to do with us?"
"Our own cultivation and lives are the most important."