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Sure enough, with He Liu's explanation, the atmosphere in the hall became harmonious once more. More than seventy Houtian Realm martial artists openly expressed their support for the Alliance Coin and wished to join, while over a dozen Xiantian martial artists also intended to lend their names to the alliance.

Meng Zhao asked Niu Dali, Zheng Que, and Su Can, "This alliance's model is quite good. It is relatively free while also providing a certain degree of resources and channels. Aren't you three interested, Brother Niu? I think that even if you do not join directly, merely lending your names to it would be worthwhile."

Joining directly meant becoming founding elders and core members alongside He Liu, something many people might not be accustomed to. Lending one's name, on the other hand, meant connecting one's own network to the newly established alliance—little trouble, plenty of benefits. There was no reason not to do it.

Especially since Niu Dali had just openly praised this kind of alliance, yet now showed no response. It was rather strange.

Niu Dali gave a smug grin, like a brown bear that had stolen a taste of honey—simple-looking yet sly—and said, "Brother, with a great talent like you around, why would the three of us think much of such a makeshift outfit?"

It turned out that Niu Dali, Su Can, and Zheng Que all believed that compared with this alliance, which had only just been founded and whose future remained uncertain, Meng Zhao's connections and network were far more worthy of cultivating and maintaining. That was why they had not responded to He Liu, instead intending to gather beneath Meng Zhao's banner.

It was like having two plates before you: one filled with abalone and sea cucumber, the other with bitter melon and greens. Which would