Tang Shaoyang watched the people gathering above his building. They were wearing all black, covering their face as well with a white mask. It was a similar mask to what Arkir wore.
"That's right. We didn't accept their request, so it's natural for them to try to get rid of us. They don't want an unknown variable such as the strongest mercenary corps staying in the city."
He chuckled when he found out their real ranks. There were twenty people, and it would make it thirty with the people from the other buildings. They were mostly Epic Ranks with two Ancient Ranks.
Tang Shaoyang notified his team members, making sure no one hurt his servant in the building. The servants had been doing a good job in the last five days. He did not want any of them to get into the crossfire after their great service.
