Lin Hao really wanted to ask, 'Is that something one of our own should be saying?'
They hadn't even left yet, and she was already spouting such demoralizing words.
As Lin Hao shot her a sideways glance, the disciples behind him felt their hearts begin to pound.
'Master Duan said that? It must mean she has no faith in us. Jumo Ridge must be incredibly dangerous.'
In an instant, they were filled with apprehension.
'The inheritance of a quasi-emperor is tempting, but what good is it if you're dead?'
Just as the group was about to descend into chaos, Lin Hao's voice drifted out calmly. "Rest assured, Master Duan. We understand your good intentions and won't bring shame upon the Saint Institute or you. If we were cowards, we wouldn't be standing here right now."
The moment Lin Hao finished speaking, the restless group fell silent.
