Chu Haoyu brought Jiang Ping An to an ancient courtyard.
In the center of the courtyard stood a nearly withered gray tree, with only a sparse few green leaves remaining.
Beneath the tree was a stone stool weathered by time, beside which several God Kings sat.
Two of them were wrapped in bandages, and the fluctuations of their laws were chaotic. One glance was enough to tell they were injured.
"Big Brother, Xiao Li, I found a newcomer to join the team!"
The moment Chu Haoyu entered, he happily called out to the others.
The group rose to their feet, their gazes shifting to Jiang Ping An.
The handsome man in the middle, with a face like carved jade and eyes that held stars, cupped his hands and said, "How should I address you, fellow cultivator?"
"An Ping."
Jiang Ping An returned the gesture.
Originally, he had only wanted to use Chu Haoyu to shake off the attention of certain ill-intentioned people and had not intended to work with this mercenary group.
However, Chu Haoyu had been far too enthusiastic along the way, making him feel rather embarrassed.
If this mercenary group truly needed him, he was willing to cooperate with the Wildfire Mercenary Group.
Besides, entering the ruins with a mercenary group would be safer.
The handsome man, Chu Chen, asked again, "Brother An, are you skilled in healing, or is your perception stronger?"
"My perception is somewhat stronger. I can serve as a scout."
Jiang Ping An had cultivated killing intent and was extremely sensitive to it.
Moreover, he possessed the World Eye. He could see high-level laws and observe things others could not see.
"That's wonderful."
Chu Chen smiled. "This time, we're going to harvest high-level Divine Fruit. There will be many hidden dangers along the way,