"Fellow Daoists, it's not that I'm unwilling to help, but I'm helpless." Just like the previous few times, Liang Zongxing rejected the three of them with a conflicted expression.
"Fellow Taoist Liang, we're not making things difficult for you. It's really because the beast tide came fiercely this time. In just a month, we suffered heavy losses, so we took the liberty to disturb you many times." The valiant Vice President of the Imperial City's Mercenary Association, Dong Yihong, cupped his hands and said to Liang Zongxing apologetically.
"That's right. If I'm presumptuous, please forgive me, Fellow Taoist Liang." Lu Yi, the vice president of the Imperial City's Weapon Refinement Guild, also stood up and cupped his hands at Liang Zongxing generously.
Even though the Minister of War, Li Niansheng, who was also from the Imperial City, didn't say anything, he also cupped his hands at Liang Zongxing to express his apology.
