Mercenaries paid great attention to the remuneration for their missions. Even the smallest group of mercenaries would nitpick over the missions. Except for the lone rangers who preferred to stay solo, none of the groups would accept a lowly-paid mission.
Shen Yanxiao ignored the jabs of mockery from those mercenaries and continued her conversation with the young woman. "I am looking for three types of items from the corpse of a fifth-ranked magical beast, preferably the horns, eyes, and bones. However, their time of death must now exceed a week."
As soon as Shen Yanxiao clarified her request, the mercenaries who had laughed at her widened their eyes in disbelief.
A fifth-ranked magical beast? That was a mid-level magical beast. It would be a tough challenge to take down that kind of beast, and it would probably need more than a dozen people to get the job done. A small group of mercenaries with six or seven members would not have the capability to do that.
