The old man spoke in surprise and took back his divine sense. "More than a dozen teams deal with a mercenary team. This time, even if there are strong mercenaries in the team, I'm afraid it's difficult for them to escape."
"No, they've started to withdraw."
She smiled faintly. In the dark of the night, some people dressed in a mercenary uniform retreated quietly. Those mercenaries rushed to get out of here before those people noticing their exit. It seemed that their vigilance was good.
One of the retreating mercenaries, however, advanced towards them as if under command. He moved swiftly and noiselessly and soon arrived in front of them.
"Immortal Lord Hun Yuan, our leader asked me to tell you. Please leave quickly. There are more than a dozen teams headed this way and they've already surrounded us. It will be too late if you don't leave."
The old man froze for a moment and then nodded. "Oh, we know. You can leave first!"
