"Let me tell you ignorant things. A force that flows, a leader made of iron. Ye Ying will always be the best mercenary leader in Country H."
Chang Ling's cold words came like knives tempered with ice. The sudden words startled the two sentries. They almost lost their grip on their guns.
The moment the two of them turned around, they saw Chang Ling and the other man standing in front of them. Another shock made the sentry instinctively want to react, but Chang Ling would not give them such a chance.
Just as the two of them were about to raise their hands, the cold knife slashed across their necks. In an instant, blood sprayed onto the knife.
There was no more reaction from either of them. They fell straight to the ground.
