Chapter 1767 Cultivation: The Sea of Blood
- Marcus Crawley knew that since he was a warrior, he had to chase strength no matter what. If he didn’t even get that, he’d be a damn fool. And nobody wanted that on their watch.
- So right now, no matter what, he wasn’t overthinking it. As long as he trained, he’d be fine. Everything else could take a back seat. If you spend your life worrying about every little thing, that’s just tragic. No one wants that.
- “We’ll let those guys go first. If they’re fine, we’ll follow.”