The "meet-and-greet convention" was still underway.
Just as Chu Guang was having a lively chat with his little players, an old man who had lived for over two hundred years was not idle either.
More precisely, the younger visitors to his "humble abode" would not let him remain idle.
Seeing Absek leave the side of the Great Rift's Chief, Shawa immediately hurried over and intercepted the old man, who was about to turn away.
He put on a friendly smile and spoke in a respectful tone.
"Honorable Chief, I am Shawa, captain of the Mammoth Nation's Vanguard. Please allow me to convey La Xi's and the Mammoth Nation survivors' sincerest greetings! Our Commander had originally intended to visit you in person, but the Southern Legion is still making its final desperate struggle, and the fighting at the front remains deadlocked. He truly could not leave, so he sent me in his stead."
The old man looked at the young man before him and nodded with a genial smile.
"Hello, Shawa. I'm old now. When it comes to the ideas you young people come up with, I can only guess at what they mean. But this Vanguard... I truly can't figure it out. What kind of organization is that? Could you explain it to this old man?"
Shawa smiled.
"It is merely a designation. Back when we followed La Xi north to wage war, we always charged first whenever battle came, which was why we earned the name Vanguard. Later, when the fighting was no longer so intense, the Mammoth Nation's young officers matured as well, and we moved from the front lines to the rear... but this unit designation remained to this day. You can think of us as the Legion's Imperial Guard, or The Alliance's Guards Corps."
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