"When Brother Lin asks you a question, answer it directly. Don't beat around the bush."
Tyson cursed and threatened to hit him again.
The man shrank back in fear and hurriedly continued to answer:
"The two of us originally belonged to a faction in the Golden Triangle called the Flame Sun Mercenary Corps, but tonight, members from other factions infiltrated the base and ambushed us."
"They had superior numbers and launched a surprise attack. We couldn't hold them off at all."
"The boss then ordered us to each flee for our lives and find a chance to regroup later."
"Originally, there was another brother who was running with us, but unfortunately, he lured the enemy away halfway to buy us time and met a tragic end."
At this point, the man's emotions were visibly out of control.
His eyes red, he was on the verge of tears.
It was understandable; a group of friends had been relaxing at the base, drinking and chatting, yet in no time, the base was wiped out.
