"You seem to be expecting us," said Tie Zong, the leader of the five-people squad. He was a bald man with tattoos on his head. His martial clothes were sleeveless, showing his bulging muscles and even more tattoos. He held a red halberd with his left, casually leaning it on his shoulder.
Wang Wei could feel the intense fiendish aura of his person along with the other four. He knew these people were individuals who lived their lives through battle.
"Mercenaries?" he asked.
"Is it that obvious?"
"Yes, especially since you're the type of person willing to become other people's pawn."
The five quieted down for a moment before three laughed out loud.
"Boss, the information was correct; this kid has a mouth on him," said Monkey, a thin man with a luxurious robe who looked like a monkey with squinty eyes.
"It seems so."
