Sharing the Burden?

All the seventh-rank commanders present turned their eyes toward the young man's solemn face, each wearing a different expression.

Approval, frowns, concern, doubt...

Suo Hanchuan tapped his fingers lightly on the table, staring at Li Qingshan as he pondered aloud:

"You mean to enter the sixth-rank rifts again and carry out a purge, drawing fire for them?"

"That's right!"

Li Qingshan nodded firmly and said earnestly:

"As long as I can draw part of the enemy's attention, my comrades will naturally face less pressure from their pursuit."

"Absolutely not!"

The words were decisive and brooked no argument.

All the seventh-rank commanders frowned. Li Qingshan shifted his gaze toward the imposing middle-aged man beside Suo Hanchuan.

The refusal had come from Ye Hao.

"Li Qingshan, don't be blindly overconfident!"

Ye Hao leaned forward, his eyes full of authority and naturally oppressive.

"Being able to kill a seventh-rank alien doesn't mean you're invincible among the seventh rank!"

"The Blood Rot Clan's 'Grand Elder' is no ordinary seventh-rank alien. If you encounter him, you won't even have a chance to run!"

"I understand that you're anxious to gather enough battle merit, but you can't take such risks!"

"With a Dharma Manifestation of one hundred and eight zhang, your safety is no longer your concern alone. It also concerns the future honor of our Horn Sector. As the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Education, I have the authority—"

Before he could finish, the projection abruptly vanished.

"What fucking authority do you have? This is the military!"

Suo Hanchuan waved at the empty seat in disgust, as though shooing away a fly.

Li Qingshan merely smiled faintly and paid it no mind either.

Having passed through a thousand lifetimes of reincarnation and cultivated bitterly for hundreds of thousands of years, he could not claim