Dantai didn't immediately approach the Trojan Squad; instead, he hid to observe their performance.
The team, nearly one hundred and eighty strong, had a decidedly unfriendly atmosphere; the Conquerors were cursing and swearing, with dark lines on everyone's face, all cursing the Trojan for dumping them into this unfamiliar and godforsaken place.
The over one hundred Newbies sat sprawled on the ground in disarray, exhausted and thirsty from a long march, and in such discomfort that it felt like death.
Finally, someone couldn't bear it any longer, and after some discussion, a few dozen Newbies chose five representatives to negotiate with the Conquerors.
"Group Leader Li, we need to find a way to get some food; everyone is about to collapse!" The speaker was a man in a high-grade suit, clearly engaged in a respectable job, his words exuding confidence.
