After placing the order,
Keqi and the others did not go back but followed Wangsa to the base of the first squad. They only went for dinner though, not to spend the night. As they had placed the highest bid in the auction, Ling had invited them over for dinner.
One, to strengthen their bond, two, to issue a few warnings.
After leaving the assembly factory, they got into a van.
"Wangsa, how many soldiers do you think they have here?" Keqi quietly asked Wangsa, glancing at the silent soldier driving the car.
Wangsa gently shook his head, saying, "I don't know, but it's definitely not a small amount. My father estimated that there wouldn't be less than five thousand, all strong fighters, not just a mob."
Five thousand.
That was the lowest estimate from his father.
