Cang Jin slowly walked behind Wang Yan. His bell-like eyes flickered dangerously.
"Who are you people?"
Wang Yan's expression remained the same, but his eyes were on high alert. He secretly mobilized the Astral Power in his Dantian, just in case.
As soon as he spoke, the middle-aged man who walked out first bowed and cupped his fists.
"Brothers, we are bounty hunters and we belong to the Iron Blood Mercenary Corps."
"We passed by here and saw the flickering fire, so we followed it. Please forgive us for our rudeness."
Hearing this, Wang Yan secretly sighed in relief. He originally thought that these people were here to kill the three of them.
Looking at this group of men and women, Wang Yan suddenly frowned.
"Brother, based on what I know, a mercenary corps needs at least ten people. Why are there only six of you?"
As soon as this question was asked, Cang Jin's eyes flashed fiercely. His muscles that looked like they were made of steel tensed up.
In an instant, the atmosphere became oppressive.
"Brother, you may not know this, but our mercenary corps originally had twelve people. But now … now there are only six of us."
"The other six will forever be buried in this vast mountain, slumbering for all eternity."
Wang Yan nodded and glanced at the group of people. He realized that they were all wounded. One of the women was severely injured.
Though she had been holding it in, Wang Yan could still see the unconcealable pain between her brows.
"If that's the case, please go ahead."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yan gave Cang Jin a look. The two of them sat around the campfire and continued to roast the meat without saying a word.
However, Wang Yan and Cang Jin's expressions were no longer as casual as before. They were more cautious.
After all, they were in the depths of the barren mountain. The moon was dark and the wind was strong.
Although they had already explained their origins, they didn't even announce their names. It was obvious that they didn't want to interact too much.
Not long after, the group of six people who called themselves the Iron Blood Mercenary Group split up the work. Some started a fire, while others set up tents.
As for the middle-aged man, he sat cross-legged and adjusted his breathing, not moving at all.
However, Wang Yan sensed that there was a gaze that was faintly discernible sizing up him and Cang Jin, as well as the carriage that was parked not far away.
"Boss, the meat is ready."
At this moment, Cang Jin tore off a chicken drumstick and handed it to Wang Yan.
In an instant, a rich barbecued meat aroma quickly filled the air, stirring up one's appetite.
"You eat first, I'll bring it to Xian 'er."
Wang Yan gave Cang Jin a look to tell him to be careful before he got up and walked towards the carriage.
Throughout the entire process, Wang Yan's footsteps were neither fast nor slow, and his expression was as usual.
At the same time, he also noticed that several gazes fell on him. Although they didn't have any ill intentions, they made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
Lifting the curtain, Wang Yan woke Wang Xian 'er up and explained the situation.
"Big brother, these people aren't here to kill us, are they?"
Wang Yan shook his head and lightly patted Wang Xian 'er's little head, "Don't worry, it doesn't seem like that for now."
"Alright, stay in the carriage and don't come down. Cang Jin and I will wait and see."
Hearing this, Wang Xian 'er nodded obediently and took the chicken drumstick that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. She ate it in small bites.
Seeing this scene, Wang Yan smiled and walked out of the carriage.
"What are you trying to do?!"
Suddenly, Cang Jin's angry voice sounded.
Wang Yan's expression changed as he looked up and saw two people approaching Cang Jin.
Hearing his angry shout, the two of them stopped in their tracks.
"Brother, can … can you share half of your roasted meat with me?"
"Don't worry, I won't let you lose out. I will give you a whole chicken in exchange. How about that?"
Cang Jin sneered. "Not interested."
Instantly, the two men's expressions changed and one of them looked like he was about to explode.
Seeing this, Wang Yan quickly walked forward.
"Everyone, aren't you roasting meat on the grill?
Why are you so fixated on our meat? "
Seeing Wang Yan's arrival, the two men took a few steps back.
Because they both felt that this skinny one-armed young man wasn't someone to be trifled with.
"Shuo Yun, Zang Feng, get back here!"
A deep and authoritative voice rang out as a middle-aged man with a weathered face stood up.
Immediately, the two men retreated unwillingly.
"My name is Yan Zhengxiu. How should I address you two?"
Wang Yan was a little startled and quickly responded, "Wang Yan."
"Cang Jin."
Yan Zhengxiu nodded and pointed at the fire behind Wang Yan. "Can we sit down and talk?"
"Of course."
Nodding, Wang Yan and Cang Jin sat down around the fire.
Yan Zhengxiu didn't act pretentious and sat down right away. But when he saw the jug of wine next to Cang Jin, his eyes brightened.
"This wine … can I have a few sips?"
Wang Yan was once again startled. He was a little surprised but then he chuckled.
"The wine we are drinking is not the finest nectar. It is the most coarse alcohol. If you want to drink, then please."
Finished speaking, Wang Yan made an inviting gesture.
Who would have thought that Yan Zhengxiu wouldn't hesitate? He reached out and grabbed the jug of wine as if it had teleported.
Wang Yan's eyes flashed. He tore off a chicken wing and slowly ate it.
"Ha, what a strong wine! How delightful!"
Laughing, Yan Zhengxiu wiped his mouth and his face flushed red.
"Strong wine really dispels worries. Are you two brothers interested in hearing about our origins?"
Hearing this, Wang Yan smiled indifferently. "Please."
Looking at Wang Yan deeply, Yan Zhengxiu gulped down a few mouthfuls of wine and began to explain their origins.
When Yan Zhengxiu finished, Wang Yan was a little dumbfounded.
This was because their mercenary group had a total of 12 people and they had accepted a mission to kill a rank 3 Netherworld Heart Tiger.
The captain's cultivation was the highest, at the 2nd Stage of Star Refining. The second was the vice-captain, Yan Zhengxiu, who was at the peak of Star Forging.
The other ten people's cultivation was uneven. Three were at the 8th Stage of Star Forging, one was at the 9th Stage, and the remaining six were all at the peak of the 6th Stage of Star Forging.
With such a lineup, not to mention killing a rank 3 soul beast, even a rank 4 soul beast would be more than enough to spare.
However, when they tracked down the Nether Heart Devouring Tiger's tracks and had just started hunting, a Tier 5 Nether Heart Devouring Tiger suddenly appeared.
It turned out to be a male and a female, two Netherworld Heart Tigers!
Without the slightest suspense, the Iron Blood Mercenary Group was instantly annihilated.
In order to cover their escape, the captain chose to self-destruct. Only the six of them survived and escaped with their lives.
Now, Yan Zhengxiu was seriously injured and his cultivation had fallen to the peak of the 8th Stage of Star Forging.
Of the remaining five, except for one at the 8th Stage, the rest were all at the peak of the 6th Stage.
"This time, the Iron Blood Mercenary Group … is finished."
Faintly sighing, Yan Zhengxiu grabbed a jar of wine and gulped it down. A lot of wine flowed down the corner of his mouth and onto his chest, adding a bit of embarrassment and loneliness to his appearance.
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