After seeing the two middle-aged men’s faces turn black, losing vitality from the poison, and dying from suicide, Zhao Gang and Zhang Qian glanced at each other before their faces went grim. "Death Soldiers!"
"Death Soldiers? What Death Soldiers?" Duan Ling Tian’s brows frowned. He didn’t understand why Zhao Gang and Zhang Qian would have such a huge reaction.
Zhang Qian and Zhao Gang glanced at Duan Ling Tian and felt their scalps go numb!
Who the heck did this Young Master offend?
Zhang Qian took a deep breath and slowly explained, "Young Master, the so-called Death Soldiers are a group of pawns that are fearless of death and were trained by people who have great plans and schemes. These Death Soldiers are only loyal to their liege and only serve one liege with their lives! As long as their liege wishes it, they are willing to give up everything, including their lives, for their liege!"