At the Alliance Mercenaries Headquarters Tent, there were a total of six small-scale mercenary leaders, all of whom were furious and extremely angry.
This squad belonged to Sha Jin; they were driven back with their ears cut off, which was an utter humiliation for Sha Jin.
And to the other leaders, the fact that the leader of the Tianhuo Mercenaries tore up six invitations also meant great humiliation.
They were all men who added blood to bullets, frequently meeting and interacting.
If this matter got out and was further exaggerated by others, it would completely cut off the livelihood of these six mercenary groups.
At that time, the capabilities of these mercenaries would be questioned by their employers, and they would lose business.
Sha Jin was angrily pacing around the tent, his big beard sticking up.
"The Tianhuo Mercenaries are too bullying; I, Sha Jin, will never coexist peacefully with them."
Another Legion Commander clenched his fists, his face turning furious.
