Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses

The black-armored man put down his wine glass, nibbled on a peanut, helplessly said: ”What can I do, lately I can’t go to the brothel, a few more visits and I fear for my life. But don’t worry about such things, sometimes we have to let some garbage in, when they grow up they’ll become perfect henchmen. We cultivate them, they’ll trust Master Xuanhong more than us, haha.”

He didn’t think it was a big deal; a mistake isn’t a big deal, everyone makes mistakes.

The other man was amused too, clinking glasses with the black-armored man and said with a laugh: ”Haha, fair enough, let’s see if their character is disgusting. If so, they can stay; if not, and they care about justice and fairness, let’s just kill them.”