The man who spoke looked to be in his thirties. He wore a suit of Profound Iron Armor and wielded a gleaming golden Big Hammer, cutting an imposing figure.
He was Lan Feng, the Vice Leader of the Lone Wolf Mercenary Corps and the one with the highest Cultivation among the three men besieging Nalan Ziyun.
Nalan Ziyun glanced at Lan Feng. With a RATTLE, the Nebula Chain in her hand whipped out like the tail of a Divine Dragon, instantly sweeping toward Lan Feng's face and forcing him back several meters.
"Instead of being a proper Mercenary Corps, you've come to steal business from mountain bandits. I don't think your Lone Wolf Mercenary Corps has many days left." Nalan Ziyun sneered. "Scram now and you might live. Otherwise, if you truly piss me off, I'll flatten your entire Lone Wolf Mercenary Corps!"
