"Xia Qianqian, what on earth is going on?" Pang Dahai didn't show any abnormality towards Lu Ye, withdrew his gaze, and looked towards Xia Qianqian.
"I'll explain in a moment."
Pang Dahai frowned, took out his inscription tablet to check it, and his face twitched with distress as he said, "They deducted five hundred points of battle merit from me!"
Just as he had said, at such a critical moment of defending the city, leaving one's post without permission would result in the deduction of battle merits. Five hundred points of battle merit was not a small amount, enough to buy two spirit fortune sticks.
Another streak of sword light whistled in, and once the light dispersed, a majestic figure appeared. It was a sword cultivator.
Pang Dahai greeted him enthusiastically, "Brother Zhou Hai!"
Zhou Hai nodded slightly in greeting, landed, stood to one side, took out an elixir pill and popped it into his mouth, then started to silently regulate his breath.
