Xiao Ming quickly walked out, only to see ten soldiers dressed in blue armor standing outside the door.
The leading officer was extremely tall, nearly three meters, a height that should have made him look thin. However, this person appeared somewhat plump, with arms wider than his waist, almost broad enough to run a horse through!
Xiao Ming had never heard of this Marquis Longwu, but just by looking at him, he seemed troublesome. Beside him, a young man with thick eyebrows and large eyes exuded an extraordinary aura, standing there like a sword planted in the ground.
The eight soldiers behind them all stood with heads held high and chests out, their breaths heavy. Despite the crowd watching and pointing around, they remained unmoved, staring straight ahead.
