Chapter 856

“Welcome, my favorite mercenary crew. I trust the trip went smoothly?”

When Karl and the others entered the elevator code and rose to the third-floor private lounge of the Heavy-Hearted Club, Hanz was already waiting for them, arms spread in greeting.

“Rare sight, Hanz. You’re actually meeting us with your real face?” Karl spoke first—of the group, he dealt with Hanz the most, took the most jobs from him.