At this moment, the host walked onto the stage, "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Commander Feng's knighting party. Now, please welcome Commander Feng to the stage."
Mi Yao stood at the back of the crowd, in a secluded corner. She looked up at the stage, and Feng Yueming, standing tall and straight, appeared in her sight.
Today, Feng Yueming wore a military uniform, the sleeves adorned with golden thread. His deep-set facial features, noble and reserved, and the military uniform outlined his somewhat stern and fierce aura. He didn't need any embellishments; he was like an ancient war god approaching the people on Golden Hook Iron Blood.
It was the first time Mi Yao saw him dressed like this. He had good skin and was naturally a hanger; naturally, anything he wore looked good.
