Talismans fell off the backs of Wu Long, Feng Yi and Shen Min as the former wryly smiled as the mercenaries around them very slowly moved like the shadows of statues move as the moon crosses the sky at night. If not looking directly, one could think they were not moving at all.
In truth Wu Long did not intend to cut the charade short just yet, but as the rowdy mercenary talked more smack he could feel the seething rage of two beauties beside him becoming stronger and stronger, which would have blown their cover in a few moments anyway so he just gave up listening in and chimed into the discussion.
Most of the information they gave up was not unique or new to him anyway. And as the discussion diverged from the situation it was unlikely for them to return to that topic any time soon.
'I guess I have to be grateful I was able to at least confirm someone a bit more important is coming'
