Gao Jingtian was striking and imposing, his presence and aura far surpassing the other two men.
The Lone Wolf Mercenary Corps was, after all, a power only slightly inferior to Illusion Mist City's three great mercenary corps. Just by sitting there, Gao Jingtian's imposing momentum was on full display, overshadowing the other two.
Ye Zhenhai, the leader of Langya Mountain, was a rather sleazy-looking, middle-aged man. He was shifty-eyed, his gaze darting about as if constantly scheming.
He hesitated for a moment before speaking. "We're all in the same boat now, so let's be blunt. Our foundations have been destroyed, and rebuilding will be next to impossible. Other powers will definitely take this opportunity to move against us. Just maintaining a foothold in Illusion Mist City has become a problem! I, Ye Zhenhai, absolutely cannot stomach this. If we don't kill Shen Lang, I won't be able to eat or sleep in peace!"
