"Since no one is willing to drop out, then it's settled," Song Yun nodded and said, "Everyone go and register your personal details with Song Yan in a moment. I can't guarantee that all of us will return, I'm not even sure if I can make it back myself, but as long as we have no regrets toward our brothers and no regrets in this life, that's enough."
"We know, Brother Song Yun!"
"We all understand."
"To avenge Brother Wang Hu."
At Song Yun's instruction, the hundred men quickly registered with Song Yan.
"It's not late yet, we'll depart on time tomorrow," Song Yun narrowed his eyes and said, "You will be divided into three groups, thirty-five with Jue Wu, thirty-five with Black Flood Dragon, and the remaining thirty with me. Song Yan will arrange the specifics."
After saying that, Song Yun was about to head upstairs.
Just then, the rumbling sound of trucks arose from outside the door.
Song Yun frowned and soon heard the orderly footsteps coming from outside.
