In the hall, there was a silence.
A look of shame appeared on the faces of many mercenaries.
Ye Qingluo smiled lightly: "The purpose of establishing a mercenary group is not for missions, but for better training everyone."
She propped her head up, and the expression on her face did not show much emotional ups and downs: "The real purpose of going to the tomb of the Mausoleum King is to train you how to deal with any situation, not to complete the so-called task .”
"Of course, if you can complete the task, that would be the best. It cannot be completed, but if you can learn something during the task, it is worth it."
After Ye Qingluo finished speaking, her half-closed eyes slowly scanned the silent mercenaries with their heads down.
The atmosphere in the entire hall seemed extremely condensed.
After a long time, Ye Qingluo softened his tone and said word by word: "I want you to remember one thing, the purpose of our task is not to complete the task, but to train ourselves, exercise ourselves, and gain Improving is the first prerequisite for us to do the task."
Ye Qingluo didn't want his brothers, like other mercenary groups, to be reduced to mission machines.
To be honest, whether these tasks of the mercenary group can be completed is not particularly important to Ye Qingluo.
What she cares about is what these brothers have learned and improved during the mission.
The young mercenaries raised their heads slowly, looked at Ye Qingluo for a while, nodded vigorously, and responded in unison: "Yes!"
Zhao Bo and others on the side also had some smiles in their eyes.
Sure enough, their choice was not wrong.
Tianxiatuan is really different from other teams.
Tianxiatuan may not be the best-developed team.
But it is the most heart-warming team.
This is a home, a real home.
The corners of Ye Qingluo's mouth curled up slightly, and the expression on his face was extremely gentle: "Everyone, please rest early, we will leave early tomorrow morning, we must use our best spirit to meet tomorrow's challenge."
"Yes, deputy head!"
The young mercenaries stood up straight.
Ye Qingluo squinted at Long Yunzhan, Qiao Jin and the others, then stood up immediately, and looked at the brothers again: "I would like to remind you one last thing, no matter what happens tomorrow, just do what you can. The Tianxia Regiment doesn't need to work hard people, but people who need obedience.”
The young mercenaries nodded repeatedly.
After the teenagers disbanded, only Long Yunzhan, Qiao Jin and others were left in the hall.
"What do you think of the mission in the tomb of King Mausoleum?" Long Yunzhan asked expressionlessly.
Ye Qingluo specifically asked them to stay, it must be something related to the mission, and he wanted to tell them.
Ye Qingluo pinched the center of his eyebrows, and put the stack of documents back into his hands: "What kind of team is that gold medal mercenary group, did Tao Zi tell you?"
Qi Shushu's eyes fixed on Qiao Jin.
However, Qiao Jin's face was a little unnatural, and his gaze met Long Yunzhan's gaze erratically, and then subconsciously moved away.
When she finally landed on Yan Xiaoyi, Yan Xiaoyi snorted softly and looked away.
Qiao Jin opened his mouth, his thin lips were tight and his eyes were lowered, and he remained silent.
Ye Qingluo glanced at the two of them suspiciously, remembering Taozi's sly smile, couldn't help coughing lightly.
Is it possible...
When the two went to the Peach Blossom Three Thousand Group to buy information about the Mausoleum King's Tomb, they met Tao Zi, and what happened... something unspeakable
Looking at Qiao Jin's appearance, shouldn't he be enlightened