"I didn't want to go, so I didn't."
Xu Baolin just smiled at Chu Qingyun's question and said nothing more.
"Sir, can you make a move and repel those people from the Martial Soul Hall? It would be an immense contribution, and you'd be rewarded with a great deal of Military Merits!"
Chu Qingyun said, looking at Xu Baolin expectantly.
As things stood, the Great Xia Dragon Guard should be able to win if the battle continued.
However, their losses were already staggering. The Small Spirit Realm Guard Generals of the Six Armies were nearly wiped out. If the fight dragged on, there would hardly be anyone left.
"It's not that I can't intervene," Xu Baolin said. "But I have no interest in Military Merits. I'll help you, but only if you promise to join the Saint Extreme Sect in the future."
'This again…'
