「A moment later.」
Tian Shouren, Zhu Dahai, the square-faced cultivator, and others hurried to the main hall of the Defense Division.
Shen Mo was already seated in the high-backed chair at the head of the hall, leafing through the roster of cultivators in the Defense Division!
"Our division has so few people, and there are plenty of seats in the hall. Please, sit down; don't be formal," Shen Mo said with a smile.
Zhu Dahai and the square-faced cultivator exchanged a glance, then stepped forward and offered a salute to Shen Mo.
"Master Shen, we wish to resign from all our duties in the Defense Division."
"We hope you will strike our names from the roster."
Shen Mo looked at them.
After sizing them up, he said, "There's no rush. Please wait a moment."
Then, his expression turned serious.
"Our Defense Division has always been responsible for eliminating demons and eradicating evil, but now we face a predicament: a lack of resources and a decline in talent."
