"Don't rush, sit down and talk slowly." Xiang Yu poured a glass of water for Wu Jing and placed it in front of him.
Wu Jing took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, and said, "I drove to the surrounding cities, wanting to meet the leaders of these mercenary organizations, but the vast majority refused to see me after hearing I was from the Heavenly Dragon Mercenary Corps, except for the leader of the Wolf Fang division, who agreed to meet me."
As Wu Jing spoke, there was an irrepressible anger on his face, clearly having been insulted a lot during these meetings.
After all, their Heavenly Dragon Mercenary Corps wasn't well-known yet, and no one took them seriously.
Wu Jing visited these people to inform them in advance that in three days, the Heavenly Dragon Mercenary Corps would send people to attend this conference, so it wouldn't seem too abrupt.
"You've been wronged." Xiang Yu calmly smiled and patted Wu Jing on the shoulder.
