Ten days later, Zhou Yu and his team returned to Fengyuan City.
After handing over their mission at the City Defense Headquarters, it naturally caused quite a stir again.
Zhou Yu was already accustomed to such situations. As usual, he let Ma Kun and the others deal with those who came to inquire and present rewards, while he silently left alone.
Just as Zhou Yu walked out of the City Defense Hall, a cheerful voice greeted him.
"Zhou Yu!"
"Back from your mission?"
Zhou Yu looked up and immediately showed a respectful expression.
"Protector Zhao!"
This person was none other than the Silver Armor Protector, Zhao Wu.
Over the years, as Zhou Yu's reputation grew, Zhao Wu took even better care of him.
After all, such a promising young talent, and one who came from a low-level plane, naturally needed to be cultivated and drawn closer.
"How was the situation on this mission?"
"I heard you went to the Black Demon Mountain Range. It's not very peaceful there now."
Zhou Yu smiled:
