"Xue Zhi, there must be many people who seize opportunities, but think about it, if a sword is placed on your neck and at your throat, prompting you to move forward, would you go? If you move, your head will be cut off. If you don't move, you miss the opportunity. Would you go or not?" Radar asked.
Hearing Radar's words, how could Xue Zhi not understand what he meant? Clearly, someone was deliberately suppressing their mercenary group; otherwise, how could it be that not a single person came forward when Hell's Judgment Mercenary Corps was recruiting members?
"Is it Poison Scorpion? Threatening others?" Xue Zhi considered recent events and felt that Poison Scorpion was most likely the culprit. After all, only he had such deterrence. If it were not one of the three major mercenary groups, no other group would dare target them in this way. Therefore, it could only be Poison Scorpion Mercenary Group.
