Holding Marcus back, Xu Lin said with a gentle smile, "Marcus, there's no need to get angry. It's fine."
The smile on Xu Lin's face was as warm as a spring breeze, yet carried an unfathomable depth that was hard to read. He knew very well that the skepticism and defiance of these mercenary soldiers were completely natural. Putting himself in their shoes, if he were in their position and faced with someone he had never met who was suddenly forced upon him as a captain, he would probably feel resistant too.
After all, in the world of mercenaries, strength was everything, and they were long accustomed to speaking with their fists. Only someone who could truly overpower them in combat was qualified to stand in the position of leadership and give orders.
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