"Five hundred people?" The scarred man obediently sat back down. "Our Phoenix Mercenary Corps only has that many people."
"I really don't understand why such a mercenary group would come here."
"Logically speaking, we haven't provoked such a powerful mercenary group!"
To relieve the earlier awkwardness, the scarred man began to analyze incessantly.
"Scar man, now isn't the time to ponder why they're here. Sometimes fights happen without hatred, and conflicts of interest make them even more likely," Ye Liebiao said slowly.
Then, he scanned everyone and continued, "Now we have to consider what their intentions are. If they actually fight us, what should we do?"
The entire office fell silent instantly; no one dared to speak lightly at this moment.
Afraid that by giving a suggestion, they might cause trouble for the Phoenix Mercenary Corps that they couldn't bear responsibility for.
