Ye Qichi and Xiao Jinxing were visibly startled when they heard the noise.
The two exchanged glances and saw two soldiers approaching.
"Who goes there?!" one soldier demanded, his sharp sword also pointed at them.
"We come from Guihe."
"What for?"
"We are from Yuzhou, returning home to visit family."
"Speak a few sentences in Yuzhou dialect," the soldier pressed harshly.
The dialect of Yuzhou and Xun City were naturally different.
Xiao Jinxing was somewhat troubled.
Although they had heard plenty of accents from Yuzhou or the surrounding areas on the road, to speak it on such short notice was simply impossible.
Just then, Ye Qichi suddenly spoke next to him, "Soldier brother, I am from Yuzhou, this is my husband, he is not from Yuzhou, he accompanied me back to my maternal home."
He spoke in a Yuzhou accent.
Xiao Jinxing turned to look at Ye Qichi.
He was quite surprised by Ye Qichi.
