CHAPTER 1780 I'M EVEN ANGRIER

As the commander-in-chief of the Holy Sword Mercenary Army, Yeshma was the undisputed leader of this region. Nobody had dared to challenge him.

But now, the Li family had risen and seemed to be challenging the Holy Sword Mercenary Army.

"It's just a tiny mercenary army and you want Holy Sword to fight?" Yeshma scoffed coldly. "You want me to lower myself and fight the Li family army? What a joke!”

The Holy Sword Mercenary Army had 50,000 men!

There was no other army like his in the Middle East. The second and third place armies had to combine themselves to match up to the Holy Sword Mercenary Army.

If he went out there to destroy the Li family army, he would look like he was bullying them.

"I was wrong! The Li family army isn't worth the effort of Holy Sword!" responded the subordinate.

If they made an attack, it meant that they were acknowledging that the Li family army was powerful and had been noticed by the Holy Sword Mercenary Army. That was doing the Li family army a favor instead.

"But I don't like them," continued Yeshma before his subordinate could finish what he wanted to say.

The subordinate's mouth was still half open but he didn't know what to say now.

This change happened too quickly.

"They've made me upset and it's affecting my sleep," said Yeshma. "I have to punish them."

"Please send orders!" his subordinate said respectfully.

He didn't want to guess what Yeshma was thinking about anymore and just waited for orders.

"Take 20,000 men and destroy half their army," said Yeshma quietly but murderously. "No need to wipe them out, just half."

This was just a warning, so it didn't look like the Holy Sword Mercenary Army was bullying them.

"Yes, sir!" the subordinate responded.

Destroying the entire Li family army with 20,000 men wasn't a problem. Destroying only half meant that they had to show some mercy, which was even harder.

The subordinate quickly left the room before Yeshma could come up with any other weird ideas.

It was best to settle this matter as quickly as possible.

It had been a long time since the Holy Sword Mercenary Army fought a battle, so they were going to rock the region with this battle!

Once all the arrangements were made, Yeshma leaned against the sofa and closed his eyes partially. He looked like he was in full control of everything.

"I don't care who's backing you, as long as it isn't him. Even if it's also someone from the Third World, I don't care.”

US$100 million was not a small sum and he had to get that money.

Yeshma clapped his hands to prepare his entertainment for the day. This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

But none of the women entered the room.

"Hmm?" He opened his eyes and looked around. “You girls have become naughty, huh? Trying to play hide and seek with me?”

He had played such games before and it was quite fun, but he didn't like to play the same thing twice.

Yeshma got up. "I'm going to get angry..."

After just taking two steps, he froze on the spot and couldn't get any other words out of his mouth.

His expression immediately froze as if he was unable to make any expression. He couldn't even move his facial muscles.

His puzzlement turned to surprise, then to shock, and finally to absolute terror. He almost stopped breathing!

"You're angry?” Jiang Ning walked in confidently with his hands behind his back. He walked past Yeshma and sat down on the sofa to look at Yeshma.

Yeshma didn't dare to move at all!

Why was it him?!

He...he was here! But why?!

"You want to attack my folks, so I think I'm even angrier."