Chang Xiyuan was too lazy to "be stupid" with this group of people, so he expressed his intention in a few words.
"I am a regular teacher at Shang Li Academy.
I brought my class here to practice in order to hunt some specific magical beasts.
I don't want to stay longer."
He paused, "If you insist on meeting me in the Qihuang Mountains, If you want to have in-depth communication with us, Chang would also mind accompanying us.”
To put it bluntly, I have no intention of wasting time with you, and if I want to cause trouble, I won’t mind cleaning you up.
Several people were delighted when they heard this.
With the strength shown by Chang Xiyuan, if they want to forcefully take a piece of the pie or even monopolize it, even if the three of them unite, they will definitely be unable to resist.
In their opinion, although Chang Xiyuan's move was not in line with the mercenary's behavior of always spending every penny, it was understandable after careful consideration.
After all, people said that he was not specifically leading a group, he was just bringing his own students out to practice.
People with students are tied up and have no energy to cause trouble. so good Since there is no competition and the strength cannot be underestimated, it can't be easier to deal with.
Just treat them with good food and drinks.
At this time, Chang Xiyuan's pressure was gone, and the mercenaries were able to move freely again.
The pressure on their bodies was relieved, and even the prostrate posture was more than a little bit easier than before.
The mercenaries did not dare to move rashly, stood up silently, and retreated behind their respective leaders.
A pair of eyes cautiously glanced at Chang Xiyuan, with deep taboos in their eyes.
Chang Xiyuan's powerful display just now was able to suppress all these people.
A middle-aged man in the crowd spoke first, "It turns out you are a teacher from Shangli College.
It is because of selfless and dedicated teachers like you that mainland China can produce talents in large numbers from generation to generation."
This person flattered him very smoothly.
Chang Xiyuan knew that this person was one of the three Qiwu Realm cultivators present.
His skin was dark, and his clasped hands still had a few vicious scars, all of which were old injuries.
Chang Xiyuan looked at the other two people and saw that their appearance and condition were not far different from this person, and they all had old injuries more or less on their bodies.
This is just a wound on the surface, and there is no telling how much is hidden in the part covered by clothes.
This situation is normal in the mercenary world.
When you are young and strong, you go to various dangerous areas and rush to the front of the team to fight with fierce monsters.
If you are lucky, you will turn the monster into its prey; if you are miserable, you will become the prey of the monster.
Life and death are only between one breath Then as his seniority and age increased, he gradually survived among his companions after many hardships.
Then they formed their own mercenary group based on their experience that was superior to others.
They stopped charging into battle and began to stand behind the scenes to plan and command.
Life is no longer as dangerous and unpredictable as it was back then, but the old wounds left in my youth have been marked for a long time.
Chang Xiyuan knew that the age difference between himself and these people was only ten years at most, but his appearance was much younger than them.
This stems from their vastly different life experiences.
A good attitude and a favorable living environment are more conducive to maintaining a youthful appearance.
The so-called appearance comes from the heart, which is probably the case.
When he was young, he was favored by his family because of his outstanding talent in cultivation, and then they sent him to Shang Li Academy in the center of the mainland to study at a huge expense. xx4911131: