Yu Luo merely sneered when he heard the Strong Captain's words. "You don't need to worry about what happens to us. We trust ourselves more than you. There may only be nine of us, but we've faced life and death together, fought side by side, and developed considerable coordination. We entrusted our lives to one another long ago. If we teamed up with a scoundrel like you, I'd worry about being used as a shield again. We'd rather fight on our own, my good captain. I certainly don't trust you."
The warriors in Yu Luo's circle also spoke up, declaring that they would not join forces with the captain. Like Yu Luo, they did not trust him. Seeing this, Luo Yuan and Wu He understood why the Sixth Squad had fallen apart. So that was their history. None of them were easy to deal with.
For some unknown reason, Yu Luo looked toward Luo Yuan and Wu He and said coldly, "Normally, newcomers who can join a Special Legion like you are all talented people. Your futures would be far brighter than ours, and we ought to do everything we can to win you over. Unfortunately, your luck is bad. You've arrived just in time for a Disaster Level mission. Take my advice and follow Kufa. She's somewhat more reliable. This captain would definitely send you to your deaths."
After speaking, Yu Luo looked back at the Strong Captain, who had been watching coldly all along, and sneered. "All right, my great captain, we'll be leaving first. We won't hold you back, nor will we give you a chance to use us as shields." His words held no courtesy at all, only sarcasm. As soon as he finished, the eight warriors who had followed him flew toward a wormhole. It