There was no more the easy going and warm Nan Luo.
When the soldier heard what Nan Luo said, his heart felt as if it had been pushed to the bottom of the abyss. He stared at the young boy with disbelief, not understanding how was it possible for someone who looked like a kid to defeat him in less than a moment.
How?
"No…. that's not what I…"
Bang!
"What happened here?"
Nan Luo looked at the side and saw a man donned in armor walked towards him. He instantly knew that the person in front of him was a commander. It was the same pressure as what he felt nearly three years ago when he followed his grandfather to the border.
But the pressure no longer worked on him.
He had worked tirelessly for the past three years, making sure that he had covered up all of his weakness. There was no way he would want to repeat that misery of being unable to do anything when Feng Ao Kuai and Nan Hua were bitterly protecting him.
