Putting all that aside, Ye Lang seems to be facing the most important question right now: when exactly will the employer who will be handing over the task arrive?
This problem didn't seem to require much thought, because someone immediately came over and said that the employer had arrived and wanted to treat everyone to a meal.
So Ye Lang followed the mercenaries to his employer's mansion, which seemed to be a Mountain Estate, far from any village or shop in sight. Ye Lang had already said something when he arrived—
"This place is remote enough, why are you living here? Are you planning to do something shady?"
"Frank! Don't talk nonsense. Once we're inside, don't say another word to me!!" Hearing Ye Lang's words, the mercenary group members were embarrassed and gave him a warning.
"Why? I didn't say anything wrong..." Ye Lang argued for his rights. What he said was indeed correct, but—
"You're not wrong, you just shouldn't have said it, understand?"
"I don't understand!" Ye Lang shook his head decisively.
In short, even if I beat you to death, you can't say a word!
"Why did you kill me? Why couldn't it be you?" Ye Lang asked.
"Fine, even if we're all dead, you can't speak, okay?"
"Yes!" Ye Lang nodded.
After entering the Mountain Estate, Ye Lang truly didn't say another word, even if everyone was dead...
Since Ye Lang was an unimportant person, after entering the Mountain Estate, he ate a prepared feast in the living room with some equally unimportant mercenaries.
The mercenaries ate large chunks of meat, drank large bowls of wine, and feasted to their hearts' content!
The mercenary group Regiment Commander and some important figures took the box inside and handed it over to their employer!
At first, the employer was in a somewhat dark place, making it difficult for the mercenaries to see him clearly, before he came out and came into their line of sight.
However, the mercenaries noticed that the employer was wearing a Black Mask that covered the upper half of his face and a Black Cloak with what appeared to be a Mark of Thirteen on it.
This looks a bit strange and arouses suspicion!
Actually, there's more to suspect than just this. There's something even stranger: if this is the employer's territory, why did they wait several days before letting them come here? Why couldn't they come during the previous days?
Just like Ye Lang said, are they going to do something shady?
If Ye Lang were here, and if he weren't confused, he would realize that something was wrong. This employer didn't seem to care about the opinions of these mercenaries.
Either he's not afraid of people finding out, or it doesn't matter if the mercenaries find out...
"Have you seen what's inside?" The employer asked, ignoring everything else.
"Boss, you don't trust us. We're law-abiding mercenaries; we wouldn't do something like that," the mercenaries said, somewhat annoyed.
"Alright, I trust you. Put the things on the table; your payment for this is on it!" The employer pointed to the table in the room and said to the mercenaries.
The mercenaries didn't suspect anything else, simply put down the items, and then opened the money bag on the table...
"Spray!"
The money bag exploded the moment it was opened, spewing out a lot of dust, which instantly entered the mouths and noses of the mercenaries, leaving them no time to even hold their breath.
"You..."
After inhaling the dust, the mercenaries immediately collapsed to the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices, while some pointed resentfully at their employer.
"Don't blame me, blame yourselves for being too stupid. You couldn't even see through such a simple scheme. Mercenaries are just mercenaries!" the employer said coldly.
Just as the employer said, if these mercenaries had been more experienced and quick-witted, they wouldn't have died. This incident tells them in many ways that something is wrong.
This group of mercenaries was a collection of low-level mercenaries. The employer valued them because they were easy to deal with and wouldn't arouse suspicion.
Such low-level mercenaries must be escorting something very unimportant; no one would entrust them with anything important.
"Do you know why I didn't seal the things? It's because it doesn't matter if you find out. You'll all be dead anyway, and even if I showed them to you, you wouldn't know what they are!" The employer's exposed lips revealed a confident smile.
This is why he is so at ease; he believes that no one in this world, except himself, understands what's going on here.
"Baby, you're finally back! It's all Gao Fei's fault for losing his kingdom to that Thirteenth Young Master of the Ye Clan, which forced me to change my plans and stop me from continuing over there!!" The employer touched the contents of the box as if they were the most precious things in the world.
From his words, we can infer that he originally intended to take advantage of Tianjiu City's special status to carry out some things, but because Ye Lang won Tianjiu City and the Ye Clan moved in on a large scale, his plans were put on hold, and he had to move out the unfinished things and find a place to continue.
He slowly admired the scene, unconcerned about the mercenaries outside, for he had already poisoned their food. He was confident that when he emerged, everyone outside would be dead.
What's there to be afraid of about dead people? And we don't care how long they wait outside, because they're dead!
He planned to go out and burn the Mountain Estate down after he finished admiring it, so that there would be no trace of it!
No one would notice what was happening here. This Mountain Estate was in the middle of nowhere, so even if it burned down, no one would know.
However, who would care where these mercenaries, these second-rate mercenaries, died?
Mercenaries are inherently a high-risk profession. They are all aware that they may die at any time and leave this world at any time.
If they themselves think this way, then others are even less likely to care about their lives!
He didn't doubt whether the mercenaries outside would discover the problem with the food, because he believed that the poison he had concocted was colorless and odorless, and that it would take some time to take effect after ingestion. This kind of poison was perfect for dealing with such situations, as it wouldn't cause those who hadn't eaten to become suspicious due to its immediate effect.
This was actually why he was waiting; he was waiting for the poison to take effect!
"It's almost time. It's time to get down to business, honey. I'll see you in a bit!" The employer packed the contents of the box into a backpack, carried it carefully, and then went out.