The autumn wind was bleak, and early in the morning, the practice field of the Strong Soldier Training Camp was already full of people, creating a somewhat tense atmosphere.
Ye Dongjian and Lin Zhonghu stood side by side, and facing them was a middle-aged man in military uniform, burly and muscular, with a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.
The scent of iron blood on the middle-aged man was even stronger than that of Ye Dongjian and Lin Zhonghu, a trait that could only be honed by those who have experienced real combat.
This man was named Wu Kunming, a member of the Wus from Capital City and the uncle of Wu Xiaofei. He also served as the chief instructor of a military district in Capital City and had come to Tianhai on business.
