Himmelian Pavilion Out

A hundred people from the Soans?

Charles was astonished.

He knew Mr. Soan was here to talk about some important things, or he wouldn't have used the word "discuss."

He never thought this would be the subject. Its importance was beyond his imagination.

He knew how capable the Soans were better than anyone else. Even the weakest member of the three divisions could easily defeat at least ten soldiers.

There was no doubt about it. One member of the Soans could handle ten to twenty ordinary people without breaking a sweat. A hundred would constitute a formidable special force for Moon.

Charles didn't know what to say to express his feelings. He licked his lips and learned that his mouth was dry.

Those hundred Soan cultivators could outshine the most elite troop of a thousand men. Ordinary people weren't even comparable to the Soans in terms of their physical strength.