Just then, a burly figure emerged from the crowd.
"Hahaha, Chu Qingyun! You really are the man I thought you were! To think you could even complete this mission. Excellent! Congratulations on the two thousand Military Merits. You'd better think carefully about how to spend them!"
The man clapped Chu Qingyun on the shoulder, his voice booming.
Hearing this, Chu Qingyun inwardly relaxed a little.
'I've seen this person before. He's a captain in the Great Xia Dragon Guards named Sun Daxiong. By telling me to think about how to use the Military Merits, his meaning is obvious—he wants to help me protect them.'
"Hmph. Sun Daxiong, don't tell me you're planning to take all his Military Merits for yourself?"
A sinister voice piped up from the side. It belonged to a skinny, shifty-eyed man.
