"Brother Wang Qiang, I've heard Huwei mention you all the time. It's my honor to meet you today." Zhao Hai cupped his fists at Wang Qiang.
Wang Qiang hurriedly returned the bow and said, " I don't dare to. I don't deserve such praise from you. I'm just a nobody. However, I've heard of brother Zhao's name even in Iron Mountain City. The name of the death Knight is like thunder piercing my ears. &Quot;
"Has Qiang 'er returned? Who are you talking to?" An old woman's voice was heard. Then, the door behind Wang Qiang opened, and an old lady appeared.
This old lady looked to be in her fifties. Her hair was already a little white, and her waist was a little bent. She was wearing some old clothes, but they were very clean. Her hair was also very neat. It could be seen from her eyebrows that she was also a beautiful woman when she was young.
Upon seeing the old lady, Wang Qiang immediately said, " "Mother, look who's here." He pointed at The White Tiger.
