Hearing that Calum was preparing to show off his muscles to the negotiator sent by Hamid, the 15,000 soldiers in the entire Ten Thousand Dragon Temple immediately began to prepare quickly as if they were about to be beaten up by blood.
Except for a handful of mid-level and high-level military officers in the Ten Thousand Dragon Temple, who were thinking of shame and revenge for their dead brothers, most of the soldiers in the Dragon Temple had no sense of revenge at all.
After all, everyone is but a mercenary. The whole world gathers to fight side by side in the Ten Thousand Dragon Temple only to make money. Who is dead and who is injured does not really affect them.
The only issues they really care about are closely related to themselves such as how much money they’ll be paid, whether the task at hand is dangerous or not, and whether it is hard or easy. Other issues are completely irrelevant and don’t take any priority.
Therefore, they are extremely interested in showing their muscles at this time not because of a sense of collective honor but they have long been bored in this place where birds do not shit and only just want to end it quickly.
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