The time of half a quarter of an hour passed quickly. As the fine rain dissipated around him, a glimmer of sharp light appeared in Wang Junze's eyes. He ordered in a deep voice, "Brother Tang, Patriarch Lin, please take your people and step into the ruins first to pave the way for everyone. The others will follow me into the ruins."
This choice was indeed subtle.
Everyone had their own thoughts. If Wang Junze arbitrarily assigned roles, it would surely breed discontent. Therefore, he had to make a relatively fair choice, one that left no room for dispute.
Everyone knew that the relationship between the Lin Family and Wang Junze was tense. The Divine Blade Sect was the first among these sects to support Wang Junze. Moreover, relative to others, the Lin Family and the Divine Blade Sect were indeed the strongest. Choosing them to pave the way also provided a mutual check, making it undoubtedly the most suitable choice.
"Yes!"
Without any hesitation, Tang Mo immediately agreed.
