"Those who wish to join the Shangfeng Escort Agency, come forward for reorganization."
Yao Qing clapped her hands, her clear voice echoing across the square.
Upon hearing this, all the martial artists in the square willingly disarmed themselves and accepted Yao Qing's command; everything was carried out in an orderly manner.
Luo Feng stood nearby, watching quietly. Only after everything was handled did he walk over to Yao Qing and ask, "Why did you choose to incorporate these people?"
Yao Qing exhaled slowly, her red lips parting slightly. "Our Shangfeng Escort Agency has lost too many skilled fighters during these two escort missions."
Luo Feng nodded slightly, understanding Yao Qing's point. He smiled and said, "These people are accustomed to doing as they please. It might be hard to manage them."
Yao Qing lifted her gaze to meet Luo Feng's, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of her full lips. "No problem. If I can manage you, then managing them will be an easy task."
