Voices of affirmation came one after another from the mouths of the surviving Battle Hall Cultivators.
Luo Chen's hurried steps finally slowed down.
Looking at the Qi Refinement Stage Cultivators emerging from the houses one by one, his expression gradually softened.
"My fellow cultivators, you have worked hard."
Some choked up, as if these words offered them immense consolation.
Others exclaimed, "Fighting for the Luo Tian Creed is our duty."
"It's not hard work at all!"
Such conversations continued unabated.
Luo Chen was surprised; he had thought a group of defeated soldiers would have low spirits.
But to his amazement, as he observed them, their morale was high all along.
The uplifted mood was not just a sudden surge due to his arrival; it seemed to have been present from before.
Of course, now was not the time to probe into this matter.
