C268 Customer Requirements

In the Mercenary Guild, Zhang Zihan and Uncle Biao were sitting on chairs with two cups of coarse tea placed in front of them.

Zhang Zihan impatiently tapped the table, "This group of people, why is the Mercenary Guild so rotten, they have to spend a lot of money just to meet someone. If they start hiring, won't it be even more troublesome?"

"Calm down, calm down