"What is this?"
The moment the heavenly soldier's waist tag arrived in Ancestor Xu's hand, he was startled.
Having served as a soldier all his life, he quickly recognized it as a waist tag, a soldier's tag.
"Accept it, Ancestor, please accept it quickly!"
Watching the evil ghost flying toward them, Xu Qingyuan shouted anxiously.
"Accept what?"
Ancestor Xu looked baffled, utterly clueless about Xu Qingyuan's intentions.
But just after he asked that, he heard a solemn voice coming from the waist tag, asking him, "Under the clear sky and the dark earth, I hereby command, don the armor and take your pay. Xu Zhaolu, I wish to summon you as a soldier, to fight on the battlefield, to guard the borders. Are you willing?"
"What?"
Xu Zhaolu was stunned once again, utterly confused as to why a voice was coming from the waist tag, "What... why is there a voice? What's this about guarding the borders and fighting on the battlefield?"
"Ancestor, please agree quickly! Say I'm willing!"