After Song Kun left, Duan Yuwei, Chu Ping, Zhang Liansong, and Su Lie immediately gathered for a brief meeting to discuss whether to send aid to the Myriad Forms Sect.
"Senior brothers, the Myriad Forms Sect came to us for help, and we promised to send reinforcements. We need to discuss how to proceed!"
Duan Yuwei spoke first, breaking the silence.
Chu Ping looked grave as he took up the conversation. "Junior Sister Duan, let me lead the reinforcements this time. We cannot abandon the Myriad Forms Sect. After all, they came with the utmost sincerity and offered generous compensation. Besides, if the Myriad Forms Sect truly falls, the loss will be too heavy for the human race to bear. Once the victorious Blood Race Army presses toward our borders, even with your husband here to hold the fort, our Heavenly Mystery Sect may not escape disaster."
Despite his words, Chu Ping was deeply reluctant to go to the Myriad Forms Sect and risk his life fighting the Blood Race.
But as a man of honor, he would never stoop to sending Duan Yuwei into danger while he hid safely in the rear.
Hearing Chu Ping declare his position, Zhang Liansong and Su Lie could no longer sit still.
Impatient by nature, Su Lie spoke up first, his voice loud. "Brother Chu, I'll go with you to reinforce the Myriad Forms Sect! Another man means another measure of strength."
At this, Zhang Liansong hurriedly interjected:
"Junior Brother Su, let me go this time. I'll leave the sect's affairs to you. Besides, I have more means of keeping myself alive. I'm better suited to leading a force to the Myriad Forms Sect."
The two traded arguments, neither willing to yield, until their faces flushed crimson over the question of who should