Sanda racked his brain, thinking rapidly.
In a short while, he led a large group of mercenaries, hurrying towards a small alchemy workshop within the city.
"The big guy has gone mad; he's now at Black Iron Level, on par with me. I simply can't handle him."
"Even if I bring other mercenaries, we wouldn't dare deal a fatal blow to the big guy. In the attempt to avoid harming the valuable, we'd end up wasting our own military strength!"
"On the other hand, the small workshop in the city will surely be attacked by a large number of enemies. By that time, if we go to support it, we'll be able to make a difference, to have a venue for action."
Considering these points, Sanda decisively took action.
Inside Snowbird Port city.
Yijiu was hiding in the dark, peering through a window, covertly observing his final target.
It was the Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps' small alchemy workshop.
