The airfield was packed with people.
The Taoist masters of Mao Mountain were the majority.
They were dressed in Taoist robes, carried bulging yellow cloth sacks filled with yellow paper talismans of various types, and slung a silver sword on their backs.
Some of them wore crucifixes and strings of garlic in front of them.
Of course, they carried machine guns with them too.
Next to them were the heavenly masters from Dragon Tiger Mountain. They wore expensive, bespoke Western suits and all sorts of expensive accessories. They each carried a black briefcase.
They looked like they were dressed for a photo op rather than a war.
Next to them were about thirty people from the Agency. They were dressed in different clothes and had varied appearances.
The person in the lead was a beautiful young woman in a military uniform. She was none other than Mu Xintong.
They looked like a ragtag band of mercenaries when they stood together.
