Regardless of whether it was the captain's proud voice or Xu Qing's words, they were at an elevated level, floating in the sky and not resonating with the ground.
Whether it was biting the Crimson Goddess, plundering the Red Moon's origin, or even rescuing the children of the ruler, all of these, for the ordinary cultivators of the Moon Rebel Hall, were awe-inspiring for sure, but not intimately related to their own existence.
Regardless of what the other party did, it was the business of the big shots. While it was inspiring and exciting, this feeling ultimately lacked the direct impact on their minds.
This was a characteristic of human nature. People tended to only care about their own safety and the things that were closest to them.