"Greetings to the War Emperor!"
At this moment, a series of deafening shouts erupted.
In the warehouse, there were another hundred people dressed in uniform dark green military uniforms, black combat boots, and equipped with Swiss sabers at their waists. Each one had a sharp, bloodthirsty look in their eyes and exuded a thick aura of grave killing intent.
At a glance, they were a battle-hardened military force, and they were indeed the elite members of the Zhan Huang Mercenary Group.
Each one of them had experienced countless battles and had come through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, their combat prowess incredibly formidable.
"Hmm, not bad, you haven't disappointed me!"
Xiao Yifeng swept his gaze over the crowd, nodding his head.
"Young Master, you've summoned us back to China, is there a mission?"
Kuang Shi's eyes locked on Xiao Yifeng, already flickering with the desire to fight.
"Indeed, there's something for you to handle, but it's not urgent."
