"But he is not wearing the battle robe of Silver Weslan; moreover, the people of Silver Weslan have already greeted us. You know their character; they would not go back on their word."
Guizhou watched the scene, gritting his teeth.
"I think I recognize that guy…" Just then, a faint voice suddenly spoke up in the hall. Everyone turned their heads to see that the speaker was a Gunslinger Invoker, a figure who usually went unnoticed in the guild.
Guizhou also glanced at him, and then barely remembered that this person had once participated in his first command operation. He had always harbored a grudge about the failure of that operation, but his expression softened slightly for the old man who had once followed him and asked,
"Do you know him?"
The person was about to speak.
