He clapped his hands, then told his subordinates to drag away the corpse.
Three mercenaries remained, including Redi.
The white-haired young man saw his two companions already terrified out of their wits. It seemed that they just remembered they were in this line of work merely to fill their stomachs. In this moment, their former honor, faith, and pride established through the glorious achievements of the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group all crumbled to dust. They trembled, their faces ashen, realizing they simply wanted to survive.
