"Fighting against demons in the northwest together, how could I not have seen such a splendid and unmatched character."
"But, old master, you could be a bit more confident."
Upon hearing Xie Bridge's implication.
Xie Qiaoxuan was no fool.
Startled by the words, he almost fainted on the spot. It took a couple of deep breaths to calm himself slightly.
He immediately wanted to laugh, but due to the inappropriate occasion, he forced himself to hold back. Lowering his voice into a whisper that only the two of them could hear, he sneakily said:
"Is that person inside really your cousin?"
"If you ask me, these old folks really overestimate themselves; inside is a Fifth Grade Prefecture Venerable, appointed by Great Zhao. Could they really act recklessly?"
Xie Qiaoxuan raised his hooked nose, glanced around critically, and snorted coldly.
Seeing Xie Bridge with an embarrassed look, not knowing what to say.
Old master,
