"Impressive individual?"
Chen Tiannan sat in the front passenger seat, his face suddenly darkening, a hint of displeasure showing as he said coldly, "Mr. Tang, He Ying is his original name. It is said that he was a mercenary and also a cultivator with considerable strength. Compared to me, he should be stronger rather than weaker. Moreover, under his command are the five tiger generals. Any one of the five tiger generals can single-handedly take on a company without much of a problem."
"A company? That means about a hundred people or so."
Sitting in the back seat, Ye Xuan held a cigarette in his right hand, gently tapped off the ash with his index finger, and said in a deep voice, "From the looks of it, those five tiger generals are quite ordinary in strength."
"Yes, Mr. Tang. With your strength, even if the five tiger generals teamed up, they wouldn't last more than one move against you."
Chen Tiannan chuckled lightly, honestly stating the facts.
