Murong Luan came back to his senses, and his expression quickly darkened. The fists on his knees were tightly clenched, and he said, ""I have a question."
"Speak," the commander said.
"May I ask, commander, how do we determine the number one?" Murong Luan asked.
In terms of achievements in the city protection Army, who else could lang Yufei compare to?
"Naturally, it's the true battle record," the commander replied.
Battle record?
Murong Luan wanted to laugh. Was it the battle record or the beauty?
As long as one wasn't blind, one should know who had the highest battle record in the city protection Legion!
"I would like to hear general Zhao's description. What is the battle record of the strongest thousand cricket cavalry under your command?"
Zhao Fei 'e felt guilty. She was like yellow mud that had fallen into her pants. Even if she wasn't sh * t, she was still sh * t.
