Huang Chiyang said coldly, "We will meet again, you kid. I didn't expect you to be from the City Lord's Mansion. But, this is not over."
"Really? I'm curious, what do you want to do next?" Yang Chen twisted his neck.
Huang Chiyang snorted and left without saying another word.
Yang Jinhe felt like he was in a dream.
He knew full well what it meant to be the Guard Commander of Liaocheng. That person was the leader of all Liaocheng's guards, with a Martial Arts Cultivation of at least Stage 8 of Soul Martial Realm. In the Great Wilderness, only people like Feng Wuyang could barely contend with him.
Yes, it was just barely. Winning or coping with him was simply impossible, as they were not on the same level.
Before these masters, Yang Jinhe was nothing.
However, the Guard Commander saved them.
"Thank you, Commander," Yang Jinhe said gratefully, his heart pounding, unsure of what actually happened.
