Walker Of The Worlds

The people in the grand meeting hall were all in an uproar after hearing what Teng Xiaolian had just spoken. When the people had been informed that an important meeting was organized they had not expected for it to be this serious.

Most of the mercenary companies had sent their members out to the mission that was assigned by the mayor of the Wu Lim city, thus they were quite enraged, to say the least.

"This cannot go unanswered, the mayor must give us an explanation!" One of the hundreds of mercenaries yelled.

"Yes, yes! This has never happened before."

"Mayor Wu Xun's audacity is too much. How dare he blame the mercenaries without proof?"

"Who knows, he may even have a part in this. Perhaps he does not want to keep up his side of the bargain." Someone else said.

The higher ups of the mercenary company that were sitting at the front of the room seemed quite agitated by hits too. But they knew that they could not express their displeasure directly like this. It would only be detrimental to them in the long run.

"SILENCE!!" The old man who was sitting at the head of the room shouted as he slammed his fist onto the table.

His voice was thunderous and spread around in the room, making the furniture shake. One could feel the power in the voice and could tell that it was amplified by qi. But to make things shake by mere voice meant only one thing. The old man in question was a Nascent soul realm cultivator.

mercenaries that were shouting immediately fell silent after seeing the old man spoke. Evidently the old man had a very high

down their spine just

they relax, but even in this time, their backs had been covered with cold

then looked at Teng Xiaolian

and your honor as a mercenary that all

all I've said is the

~Sigh~

for a bit. After thinking for a minute, he looked at the mercenaries gathered

events that happened as Teng Xiaolian narrated will be reported to the sects. Since it is a matter of blood sacrifices, there may be

missions. They are to report to the union as soon as possible and we

then their expressions turned serious. One of them who was wearing a full set of armor stood up and looked at the old man. The

our mercenaries the backlash would be too great. Our reputation

mercenary union thought contemplated for a second before gesturing

palm and making a golden scroll appear in his hand,

no small matter, and it had been bestowed upon the mercenary union by the king of the Shuang Qian

within certain limits. A request such as the one they were asking was certainly not a problem