Soon, the two of them walked out of the municipal building. Lin Xinghai noticed that Fang Tianhe's spirits weren't high and asked in surprise, "Old Fang, what's wrong? Are you worried that our Mercenary Corps won't be strong enough when we carry out the plan?"
"That's part of it, but not the whole story," Fang Tianhe said with a bitter smile. "You might laugh, but I'm worried... what's going to happen to the Heaven-Sundering Mercenary Corps after you leave?"
The Heaven-Sundering Mercenary Corps had managed to pull off several major feats that shook the Mercenary Guild recently, and it was all entirely thanks to Lin Xinghai.
Without him, how could they have been so successful? They might have even been wiped out entirely, let alone profited from every mission and experienced such rapid growth.
