Before Qu Wangxi could speak, Sun Qingtian, the leader of Northern Green Forest, shouted at the top of his lungs, "Friends of the Dao, don't let the Eerie Child lead you astray. Our Northern Green Forest brothers discussed this for quite a while, and in the end, we all understood that this traitorous minister and loyal minister business must be the Eerie Ground amusing itself at our expense, hoping to make us fight among ourselves. Right now, we're grasshoppers tied to the same rope. We don't even have time to cooperate, so how can we be grabbing at each other? I don't care who you are—whoever dares seize the traitorous minister, our Northern Green Forest brothers will deal with them! Brothers, isn't that right?"
"Right!" More than thirty people behind Sun Qingtian shouted in unison, glaring like tigers watching their prey.
The members of the other teams exchanged glances. Every Northern Green Forest member was sturdier and taller than ordinary Martial Cultivators, wearing bits and pieces of tiger, leopard, or bear hide. A few even wore fur caps.
Li Qingxian and the others smiled, joy blooming in every heart. Their favorable impression of these roughnecks soared.
"We agree as well. The Human Race should stand united against outsiders and must not fight among ourselves!" Li Qingxian said with false solemnity.
"Precisely!" The Literary Cultivation and Dao Cultivator teams also voiced their agreement.
In the end, the Heavenly Devil Sect people also said they would not fight among themselves, but the five teams on this side acted as though they had heard nothing.
The Heavenly Devil Sect members were not embarrassed in the slightest. They were long accustomed to it.
Li Qingxian exchanged looks with his teammates. They only needed to wait half the time it took to say a word;