"I have a hundred mercenary principles, but my personal creed is only one, and that is to keep yourself alive to be qualified to deny everything."
Yinglaite took back the sword he was holding tightly in his hand and said while looking at the enemy corpses lying on the ground in a mess.
(It is unsystematic and can be regarded as a prequel to Mercenaries. I am trying to make up for the mistakes in the previous book)
