Chu Liang's gaze was lowered. His white robes, painted with bamboo, gave him the elegant and proper air of a gentleman.
He spoke.
"You're all just cannon fodder. More powerful masters will be here soon. Charging forward now is just a death sentence. Even if you managed to kill us, you wouldn't get the Divine Beast White Tiger.
Rather than pave the way for others, you'd be better off looting the other courtyards. Plunder whatever you can find of value in the Bai Mansion and leave with it. That way, this trip won't have been a complete waste."
Before he even finished speaking, a number of the smarter mercenaries had already taken off, running toward the storerooms, studies, and other such places.
It was only the fools still in front of them who stuck around, hoping to claim the White Tiger.
Clearly, Chu Liang's words had worked.
The remaining men exchanged glances, and soon, one of them changed direction and charged toward the back of the courtyard.
