"Old man, which way did that group of mercenaries just take?" He asked a small stall owner nearby.
"Mercenaries? Oh, this way." The old man pointed to a road.
"Many thanks." Guan Xilin thanked him while at the same time leaving a gold coin on the stall.
That old man was stupefied to see the gold coin. When he returned to his senses, the big man had already left…
Ahead, in an inn, Ye Jing's beautiful face was cold. Her hands were tied behind her, and her spirit energy breath seemed to be sealed. She still looked gorgeous and dignified even if her white dress was slightly messy and her hair was in disarray.
However, she was still very conspicuous sitting among those mercenaries. Even at a glance, people would feel that this woman was incompatible with this team of vicious mercenaries.
