Just as those two was about to walk out, that man in gold robe suddenly shouted: "Hold on!"
Those two Elders stopped and Elder Du, the one with the triangle-shaped eyes asked: "Elder Lü, any other problems?"
In between the brows of Elder Lü in gold robes, he seemed to have some questions. He sized Qin Wushuang up from head to toe and felt that something was wrong.
Initially, he was only focused on the natural pit and did not put this ordinary sentry in his mind. As a result, he did not feel suspicious. Additionally, Qin Wushuang’s performance had also caused him to lower his guard. However, after calming down and thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong.
Regarding the problems, he could not explain why and only felt this matter was strange.
"Which battalion do you belong to?" The gold-robed man asked lightly. He glared at Qin Wushuang with his sharp eyes.
