"You're very young. " The man's powerful voice came.
Jiang Xiao turned his head slightly, only to see a slightly aged face.
The man looked to be in his thirties. He was wearing a bamboo hat and a straw raincoat. He had long black hair that reached his shoulders, and there was some stubble on his face.
His face was slightly weathered, and his eyes were sharp. In his hand, he held a very strange weapon.
They were like two thick, full moon scimitars. The blades were curved, and the handles of the two scimitars were pieced together to form an 'S' shape, which was very strange.
Jiang Xiao said,"positions and military ranks are determined by military achievements. That's the case for the night guard. Why?"
Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiao's slightly provocative words were acknowledged by the other party.
The man, who looked like an ancient Ranger, nodded and looked at third last and he Yun with sharp eyes.
