At worst, Xu Jin could just train here for a few months.
Xu Jin couldn't believe that several Seventh-Tier experts would be so idle as to guard the Galaxy Channel for him for several months?
Are there really such idle experts?
But now...
"Senior Brother Qi, don't be too anxious, this matter can't be rushed."
As Xu Jin was getting anxious, Ji Hongli handed him a bowl of water.
Xu Jin only realized this moment that in just an hour, his anxiety had made blisters appear on his lips.
While Xu Jin drank the water, Ji Hongli continued, "Moreover, the Galaxy Battlefield has been here for so many years, enduring countless ups and downs, it operates with its own rules when dealing with the Alien Race. Though what the Holy Clan's Special Envoy plans is significant, rushing won't help us.
We must proceed gradually."
Hearing Ji Hongli's words, Xu Jin suddenly felt relieved.
Yes, if the sky falls, the tall ones would hold it up.
No need to think of himself as a savior.
