"Indeed ... taking up a command with troops versus without troops, the outcomes couldn't be more different. In the end, it all comes down to strength!"
"The military power one controls is the most direct form of strength, while influence like family reputation is potential strength."
Su Lu, garbed in a colonial-style mismatched shirt paired with black trousers, navigated through the crowded dock and the streets.
Too lazy to look at the fat man's unpleasant countenance, he had quietly melted into the crowd of ordinary people after verifying that nothing unusual was happening at the Defence Mansion.
Dylan Port was vast with a series of streets and residential areas developed around the port nearby.
On the roads, the occasional sight of Horse People slaves could be seen.
With their human upper body and horse lower body, their male specimens had impressively muscular calves and triangular abdominals, making them perfect for labor.
