"Junior Brother Qin!"
The demon horse galloped swiftly and soon entered Camp Geng, approaching Qin Zheng.
Fuyu's face was filled with joy as he looked enthusiastically at Qin Zheng.
"Junior Brother Qin, it has been a few days. I hope all is well with you. You've worked hard!"
He dismounted and then clasped his fists in front of Qin Zheng, speaking earnestly.
Qin Zheng's expression remained calm as he nodded.
His gaze then subtly swept over the two men behind Fuyu.
One of them, carrying a large bow, was clearly the archer who had shot the arrow.
Fuyu noticed Qin Zheng's gaze and quickly turned around to introduce, "These two are the minor generals I've recently taken in; come and meet Lord Qin!"
Upon hearing this, the two stepped forward and respectfully said, "We've come to meet Lord Qin!"
Qin Zheng just stared at them, remaining silent.
Then, with a swift movement, he instantly appeared in front of the archer and reached out his hand to grab the man's shoulder.
"Hmm?!"
