The Roulian warriors and cultivators looked at their war god, Karol, with admiring looks in their eyes.
Karol and his four deputies arrived in an imposing and impressive manner.
Neigh!
The horses stopped and raised their hooves.
Karol and his four deputies alighted from their steeds.
Karol looked ahead and saw the insignificant group of people in front of him.
"General, the old man is the one who wants to challenge you." A subordinate pointed at an old man who was stroking his beard and had a hand on his back.
Karol projected his voice and said, "Challenger, what's your name?"
Lu Zhou did not deign to reply to him. Instead, he waved his sleeve.
Si Wuya understood and stepped forward. He calmly said, "General Karol, your reputation precedes you."
