"Isn't this quite normal? The lord's cultivation isn't high, so of course, these people will come swarming!" Han Kui sneered.
"Indeed, but it's also time for us to showcase our abilities!"
"By the way, didn't the lord previously send an application to the training base of the Dark Hand? Didn't the commander send in newly trained Dark Hand operatives?" Zhuo Lin asked curiously.
"Yes, but I feel it's not very reliable!"
Han Kui was somewhat helpless; besides Hong Lei, the rest were merely seventeen or eighteen-year-olds. The strongest was just three Third-Level Cultivators. Though they were powerful and talented, they were too immature and unsuitable for handling such matters.
As for Hong Lei, whose strength was even greater, Han Kui didn't know how to describe him. He was too quirky and didn't seem like he came from the Dark Hand base, and he was quite peculiar, giving off an unlucky vibe.
"Forget it, let's handle it ourselves, anyway there's not much left!"
