Glancing at the stone gate, Tu Xiao'an swaggered inside. He wasn't afraid of any monsters, nor was he worried about traps.
"My lord, be careful!"
Feng Linjie, looking terrified that Tu Xiao'an might get hurt, hurried to follow. But the way he followed was very particular.
He didn't overtake him, staying about ten feet behind Tu Xiao'an. If anything unexpected happened, he could react immediately.
Tu Xiao'an couldn't be bothered with Feng Linjie's petty schemes. Cautious and careful people like him had their uses; they tended to live longer than reckless ones.
They cherished their lives too much. No matter how strong they were, they saw enemies in every shadow and held no pride or conceit.
After all, pride comes before a fall.
However, Tu Xiao'an didn't like this kind of personality, nor did he like this kind of person.
