"No problem!"
The old man in sackcloth waved his hand lightly and looked up at Jiang Chen, scrutinizing him. "Young friend, befriending someone based on just this seems rather rash, doesn't it?"
"Indeed, if one were to ignore the notorious reputation of the Gold-devouring Rat Clan due to mere admiration and sought friendship, it would indeed be quite rash!"
Jiang Chen nodded slightly, then with a somewhat melancholy expression said, "What truly moves me to seek friendship is the shared experience of fighting to the death for our homeland! The only blessing is that we won! We drove back the enemies who sought to invade our homeland, while the Gold-devouring Rat Clan... nearly faced extermination!"
"Shared experience? Are you one of those families?"
The old man in sackcloth's expression changed, revealing a hint of shock in his eyes.
Everyone around looked at Jiang Chen with eyes full of astonishment.
Liu Yunjian and others turned pale, looking at Jiang Chen with fright.
"No!"
