Saving A Genius
"Tch." Bai Shun clicked her teeth. Disdain flashed within her eyes despite her inferior position. "You all call yourself divine cultivators? And yet, you're all so willing to act like pathetic dog minions for some guy with a limited future! I couldn't imagine wanting a life like yours where my will is practically non-existent."
The spear robe cultivators paused for a moment. Her words did bounce in their minds. But merely a moment later, they all began to chuckle. None of them was the slightest bit displeased at Bai Shun's mocking words.
The leader had even boldly said, "And? So what if we're nothing but minions to the young master? Our lives couldn't be better with a powerful backer! As long we can find enjoyment and pleasure, why should we think about anything else? All of this can even be yours if just point down your sword and come with us."