Seeing Jiang Chen cleaning up the battlefield, the mercenaries who had been summoned stood to one side and followed his orders.
"Young Master, will the payment we agreed upon still count?" someone asked.
They had been willing to come help Jiang Chen mainly because they wanted the pills he had promised them.
"Of course it counts. I'm a dignified Ninth-tier Alchemist. I won't short you of your pills," Jiang Chen said.
"We naturally know that, but can you let us see the pills first?" someone asked.
They had accepted Jiang Chen's mission at the risk of their lives. After all, they were dealing with a sect, and even a powerful sect had plenty of experts.
Although quite a few of them were Martial Sovereign Realm experts, there were so many powerful people in the cultivation world that they were not invincible.
"How about this? I can pay part of the reward in advance. To keep things fair, you can draw lots. Among the Martial Saint Realm peak experts, ten people will be selected, and I'll pay those ten their rewards first. The Martial Sovereign Realm experts can also draw for ten spots. How does that sound? As for who gets the reward first, that will depend on your luck," Jiang Chen said.
"That sounds excellent." Hearing that Jiang Chen would pay twenty people in advance, quite a few nodded in agreement.
However, it would depend on luck—on who drew the winning lots first.
"All right, this place isn't suitable for staying long. We don't know whether the enemy has any other experts. Let's go somewhere safer before drawing lots," Jiang Chen said.
"Yes." The mercenaries had no objections.
Most of these mercenaries had covered their faces because doing this sort of thing could easily offend people.
They generally did not