The people of Irredeemable City truly have a unique trait that passes from one generation to the next.
From Kui Shan to Huang Jinmo, their manner of speaking always carries a hint of provocation.
Whether it's just their style, or if they have an issue with me, I cannot say...
Being watched by someone who holds the power of life and death here with such a cold, stern gaze cannot be without its pressures.
Yet Jiang Wang sat straight, his demeanor still composed: "Senior Brother Zhu naturally has his own gratitude, but as a friend of Senior Brother Zhu, I hold concern for my friend. Regarding the goodwill that has befallen Senior Brother Zhu, I have my humble appreciation."
"Indeed." Huang Jinmo looked at him quietly for a moment, then nodded, "In the three thousand miles of rivers and mountains of Zhuang Country, Zhu Weiwo remembers only Jiang Wang. You are indeed different from others."
