John cheerily led Feng Yi all the way to the central assembly camp, calling out for the elder from a distance...
By now dusk fell, and there were many bonfires set up at the center of the camp. Through the firelight, Feng Yi could clearly see people's faces flickering in the dark. Some were repairing equipment, others were doing some farm work, and the young men repeatedly practiced their dull fighting movements with military daggers...
"John, what's the fuss about." Amid John's shouts, an elderly man with silvery hair came out from the camp. The old man looked rather scholarly, he took a few glances at Feng Yi and said, "May I ask who this young friend is...?"
