When Cui Qinglie finished speaking, Ling Xiaoxiao furrowed her brow slightly. Looking at him without a trace of disdain, she said with some exasperation, "Are you planning to take these people with you to solve the problem?"
He gave a wry smile and rubbed the back of his head, looking a little embarrassed. "I know we're weak. Maybe we won't be any help even if we go. But we've met before, and the enemy we're facing threatens both the human and Demon Races. No matter what, we have to make the trip."
"Well said, brother!" Jin Shanshan immediately chimed in. He greatly admired people with such upright character and simple hearts, and nodded earnestly. "Those Devil Race bastards are such beasts that even a dog would kick them twice!"
"Ah, yes..." Cui Qinglie felt something was a little off about that rather strange comparison, but in the end, he smiled and nodded.
Ling Xiaoxiao pressed a hand to her forehead helplessly and sighed. She didn't say anything more, only remarked, "Your spirit is admirable, but unfortunately, the gap in strength is far too great."
If she hadn't considered that he was kind-hearted and straightforward, she wouldn't have had a single kind word to say.
Cui Qinglie gave an awkward laugh and explained weakly, "Before we set out, we'd thought of that too. We planned to invite any fellow disciples from other sects or members of the Demon Race we came across along the way to join us, so we could bolster our strength."
"And did you manage to invite anyone?" Ling Xiaoxiao asked, torn between laughter and tears.
"No..." He shook his head honestly and sighed. "We did run into the Great Peng Race, but they didn't seem interested in helping."
Jin Shanshan had already walked over and put an