The muscular man with a twisted beard quietly activated the Gang Qi within his body, causing his muscles to swell like iron blocks, tightening his black attire.
A centipede-like scar on the back of his neck began to redden—this was the mark of his mastery in the Horizontal Refining Technique, the Golden Bell Shield.
In the past, on the battlefield fighting foreign enemies, he used this hard skill to singlehandedly break through the encirclement of thousands of Southern Barbarians.
At this moment, the young follower kneeling beside him lightly touched his arm.
Only then did the muscular man with the twisted beard realize that he had unconsciously straightened his back.
He hurriedly bent down again, but then heard a faint, ambiguous laugh from inside the carriage.
The laugh was soft, yet it made the hair on his body stand on end.
