Seeing this, the middle-aged man walked out of the animal cart and bowed to them solemnly: "Everyone, please accept Yang's greetings."
"Master Yang, there is no need to do this." Du Fan held out his hand and did not accept his greeting. He just said, "This is what we should do." If they accepted the task, they would be escorted safely to their destination, and naturally nothing would happen on the way.
Luo Yu glanced at the corpse on the ground and smiled: "Come on, clean up the spoils."
Before they left, their masters had told them that any enemies they killed and the spoils would belong to them. In other words, they did not have to hand over all the valuables in the space rings and Qiankun bags obtained from the dead people.
Although they had received a lot of wealth in the past, the current distribution method of "the more you work, the more you get" made them more excited.
The middle-aged man, the old man, and the two guards on the left and right of the beast horse were slightly surprised when they saw them put the Qiankun bags they got from the black-clothed man into their arms, because they did not give some to Gu Mo and Fan Lin who were driving.
The old man looked at it and asked curiously, "Will you divide the proceeds equally afterward?"
"No, we get more for more work." Luo Yu said with a smile, looking at Gu Mo and Fan Lin: "Actually, I think the master's distribution method is quite good."
"That's right, it will be your turn to drive later." Gu Mo said.
"Okay!" Luo Yu smiled, and after dealing with the corpse, he pulled the horse to the animal cart: "Here, give it to you! Let me drive it instead."
So, after the group formed a team, they continued to move forward. After this, Master Yang and the old man felt relieved. They thought that they had really made a profit by hiring a mercenary team of only six people for this second-level mission.
On the other side, in the auction building, Fengjiu held her chin with one hand and watched the auction on the stage. Two items had been sold, but she hadn't seen anything that interested her yet.
As she was thinking, she suddenly felt someone touch her thigh inadvertently. She turned her head slightly and glanced at the man sitting next to her, who looked to be about 35 or 36 years old, looking at her with an apologetic smile: "Sorry, I touched you by accident."
When Feng Jiu heard this, the corners of her lips slightly curved up, her clear eyes fell on him, and she said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter."
When the man heard this, his smile deepened and he asked, "What's your name, young lady? Are you from Sifang City?"
Fengjiu turned away and didn't look at him again. She just listened to the voice in her ear, and a dark light flashed across her clear eyes. She stretched out her hand towards the small table with tea cups. As her sleeves fluttered, a fragrant breeze filled the air. The man smelled the fragrance and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
The sound of auctions continued on the stage. Fengjiu watched as the next item was sent up. As the red cloth was lifted, many people below were discussing it. The man in the auction building was introducing the item to everyone above.
At this moment, the man sitting next to her rubbed his temples slightly, shook his head, and seemed a little listless.