C313 Forbidden Technique

The burly man caressed his large saber with a resigned sigh. "Understood."

The black-robed martial cultivator chuckled. "Black Chief, if we charge out now, sure, we might win, but at what cost? Too many of our brothers would fall. We're in it for the loot, and if too many die, doesn't that defeat the purpose of our mission?"

"There's nothing like the comfort of the mountains