The 'everyone' Sebastian Taylor referred to, of course, pointed naturally to the Nine Great Families.
Chad Wilson, standing nearby, certainly wouldn't refuse. He responded with a vague smile, "As long as we can acquire the chaotic body, any other thing can be forfeited."
Sebastian smiled without saying anything, even if the Wilson family wanted the chaotic body that easily, things would definitely not be as simple as that.
"Sending these cannon fodders to their death seems pointless now, they can't withstand the atmosphere within the Chaos Grave, let alone discover anything," Sebastian said.
Chad's eyebrow rose, "So, what do we do?"
"We will need much stronger people to enter."
"Who would that be?"
"You."
Sebastian's gaze fell on Chad.
Chad's eyes narrowed, "Brother Sebastian, surely you are jesting."