"What's going on?" Fengjiu looked at him and asked.
"It's their family! Their Zhuo family. Although his father is the eldest son of the Zhuo family, he is not as successful as the side branches in the Zhuo family. He is suppressed by his second uncle in every way. As for his grandmother, although she is still alive, she has been living in seclusion due to poor health and does not take care of things. This kid and his family are like invisible people in the Zhuo family. Otherwise, this kid would not be with me."
Hearing this, Fengjiu was slightly surprised: "Is this true?" She had an idea: "Could it be that his father..." There were some questions she wanted to ask, but it seemed a bit awkward.
"Are you asking if his father is not of the Zhuo family's bloodline?" The old man stroked his beard and squinted his eyes. "Actually, I don't usually ask about things related to their family's bloodline, so I don't really know much about this. If you want to know, you can ask around yourself."
After hearing this, Fengjiu pondered secretly, thinking that it seemed that she really needed to let the Fengwei to investigate this matter, as there might be some connection.
“But let me tell you, do you know why I call him Wood? Actually, he…” The old man became interested and stood there talking to Fengjiu about Zhuo Junyue.
On the other side, the members of the Tiger Mercenary Group stood there in a daze. They stared at the corpses on the ground for a long time before turning their attention to Guan Xilin who was standing there with a big knife in his hand.
As for Guan Xilin, they only knew that he was a new member, and only a temporary one at that, who had only been on two missions with them. In the past, he looked no different from other mercenaries, except that he spoke less than others.
Who would have thought that such an inconspicuous mercenary would play such a big role in this battle and bring them such an incredible shock...
In contrast to their stunned state, Guan Xilin turned around and strode to the pale-faced leader sitting beside him: "Leader, how are you?"
"I'm fine." Although his face was pale, he was excited and in good spirits.
He looked at Guan Xilin who was half squatting in front of him and smiled gratefully: "Xiao Guan, thank you for this time. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to save my life."
"Captain, what are you talking about? This is what I should do." Guan Xilin said, looking at the others: "Brothers are all injured, let's find a place to bandage their wounds first!"
"Yes, we shouldn't stay here for long. Let's clean up the scene and leave quickly. We'll find a place to bandage our wounds first." The leader of the Tiger Mercenary Group said while panting, his voice weak.
"Walk!"
They all cleaned up the scene quickly, those with minor injuries helped those with serious injuries, and the group left quickly.
In the dark, Zhuo Junyue, who saw the scene, withdrew his gaze and left quietly.
The two who were talking heard the noise and knew he was back, so they looked back at the same time. The old man saw him coming back so quickly, so he asked: "How is it? Who did those mercenaries meet? Are they still alive?"
"What they encountered was the Death Mercenaries." Zhuo Junyue said, and just as he paused, he heard the old man's surprised voice.