His tone was more serious than ever. "If you're only in this for the hefty sum of Contribution Points and Warband Reputation, then I suggest you quit now. The risk isn't worth it for you. You're a genius with more potential than the rest of us; you shouldn't be gambling on this casualty rate."
"The rewards for Hell-level missions might be less, but they're a safe bet. With your strength, you could accumulate a vast fortune just by taking a little more time. There's no need to throw your life away."
He looked at Qin Feng and said, word by word, "The reason we're willing to risk our lives for this Nightmare-level mission is because..."
"Ning Jing!"
Dragon Jade suddenly barked, cutting him off.
Dragon Jade's brows were tightly furrowed, his face holding a hint of displeased rebuke.
In his eyes, Ning Jing's words, though a well-intentioned question, were an outright insult to Qin Feng's Martial Dao Will.
