In the realm of Tao Cultivation, Chen Hai had indeed made some achievements.
However, his real strength lay solely in his Divine Soul.
The few spells he could cast could, perhaps, easily kill someone in the shadows, but he was hardly skilled in direct confrontations.
To put it bluntly, a slightly stronger ordinary person could, in a head-to-head battle, beat him to the point where he'd be searching the ground for his teeth.
The Bai Xiaohang before him was born a fierce warrior. Though Chen Hai had never personally seen his might, he imagined that this man could take on ten by himself without much trouble.
Such a person, if he could be won over, would be a perfect addition to bolster Chen Hai's martial prowess.
Bai Xiaohang, with an amused expression, was waiting for Chen Hai to ask for his help, but when he heard Chen Hai's words, he was stunned for a long while.
"Chen Hai, are you joking with me?"