Just as he wanted to interject, "How could this be possible?", a passage opened in the wall formed by the elves, and the boy in the black uniform confidently strode towards Li Lin. His meticulous posture and respectful pace were obviously the result of strict training, as seen in his black uniform, which occasionally reflected a strange light, and his black knee-high boots. Roland suddenly wondered if the boy might be a distant relative of Li Lin's, or even a close blood relative like a brother? However, he couldn't sense any family atmosphere from the two guys in military uniforms; all that was present was a sense of belonging and identification surrounding the two "people" that was almost master-servant in nature.
The late summer sun still carried a hint of the heat, and Roland, a native of the northern snow country, couldn't stand the lazy warmth and retreated a few steps into the shade.
