Every time he could save someone silently, Yan Wuxing would be a bit mean-spirited and recite the poem he was so proud of before. Of course, in the past, if someone provoked someone because of the poem number, Yan Wuzong would definitely use force to argue the case, but now...
×××: Your Excellency has extraordinary momentum. If you want to save people, then let your subordinates see you!
[Inner activities: Huh? When did he appear? He seems to be a master...]
Yan Wuxing: That's easy to say, please!
[Inner activity: Is the real chapter under my command? Extraordinary momentum? He must not be talking about me...
@?%! ! ! He's going to take action, right? Right? Someone come! Come help! Otherwise, let alone saving people, the whole army will be annihilated if this continues! ! !
