Rarely, the employers had expressed dissatisfaction with Yi Ya and Tu Qian's professional performance. Through internal channels, they contacted them and demanded that they redo the job. This was better than filing a direct complaint; at least their contribution points would not be deducted for now, their professional ratings would not be lowered, and everyone could still discuss a solution.
"When did the Pantheon become so polite?"
Yi Ya said this to Tu Qian, and she said the same to the employer's representative who had arranged to meet them, the young priest Farul sent by the Pantheon.
Farul had fiery red hair and eyebrows, eyes like black glass, and skin a dark red as though it had just been through flames. This practically proved that he was a close companion of the "Lord of Dawn," a loyal friend, the most trusted spearhead, and a devout believer of the first subordinate god, the "God of Blazing Flames." At the very least, he carried devout believer bloodline and was part of the reserve force of the "God-Chosen."
Logically speaking, followers of the "God of Blazing Flames" ought to at least put on a tough, violent front. Yet Priest Farul had made a special trip to the Tuoyuan City Mercenary Guild and waited here. He did not seem to be here to demand answers, and even when Yi Ya's sarcasm reached his ears, his expression remained unchanged.
However, what they discussed next was not particularly good for either side.
"There was a problem with the previous 'Phantom Spirit' extermination mission. It must be redone." In the specially arranged Quiet Room, Farul's pitch-black eyes swept over the two Han Guang Mercenaries' faces as he got straight to the point. "An hour ago, similar contamination traits appeared in a permanent resident of Star Ring City.