"Captain Xu." Su He stepped forward, his tone respectful.
"I'm leaving the East Third District," Xu Wuyi said directly. "For your upcoming missions, follow Steward Qiao's arrangements."
The five of them were stunned for a moment.
Li Rui couldn't help but ask, "Captain, you're not taking us with you?"
"The West Seventh District is too dangerous," Xu Wuyi replied. "If you came with me, you'd only slow me down and increase the risk."
Chen Xiaoyu opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but ultimately kept silent.
She knew Xu Wuyi was right. With their level of strength, going to a place like the West Seventh District would indeed make them a burden.
"Understood." Su He nodded. "Be careful out there."
Xu Wuyi grunted in acknowledgment and said no more.
He shouldered his pack, picked up his long spear, and turned to walk out of the camp.
Beneath the dark red sky, his figure quickly vanished at the edge of the scorched plain.
