"Why the rush to take on any job now, eager for money but not caring about your life?"
Niu Ma mocked him, then advised.
"A thousand years is too long, seize the day."
Liu Zheng shook his head.
He was not Niu Ma, even setting Hell's Game aside, he had too many brands stamped upon him.
Besides Red Ghost, who might not have too many demands of him, the other big shots were not easy to deal with.
They didn't have the patience to wait for him to grow, they'd just keep whipping him on like driving cattle, making him move from one task to the next without a break.
If Liu Zheng couldn't keep up with their demands, his fate was obvious.
Of course, those bigwigs had more than one pawn in their hands; they might not focus on him in the remaining time of the instance.
But he had always relied on himself and naturally didn't want to leave his fate to chance.
"Besides, it's not as dangerous as you think, I've already talked it over with the sewer."
