"You're Feng Sihai, the Stronghold Lord of Swift Wind Mountain Stronghold?"
Jiang Dali sat broad and imposing in his seat, looking down at the group entering the hall. His gaze settled on Feng Sihai at the front.
Feng Sihai came to his senses and immediately clasped his fists. "I am indeed Feng Sihai, Stronghold Lord of Swift Wind Mountain Stronghold. Greetings, Village Lord Jiang. Seeing you truly surpasses hearing of you. The moment I laid eyes on you, Village Lord Jiang, I knew that Huizhou's greenwood would surely gain another overlord in the future."
The moment those words left his mouth, goodwill surged wildly.
Quite a few Black Wind Mountain Stronghold bandits and players around them, whose gazes had initially been icy, broke into smiles at his words.
This Stronghold Lord of Swift Wind Mountain Stronghold knew how to read the room. It seemed he truly had no intention of opposing Black Wind Stronghold.
Players such as Hua Kai Jian Hong were even more thrilled. They had been the ones who delivered the invitation cards and letters of introduction to Swift Wind Mountain Stronghold, and among the three strongholds, only Swift Wind Mountain Stronghold had not rejected them outright.
Now, seeing Feng Sihai's attitude, they felt even more honored. In their hearts, they had already more or less counted Swift Wind Mountain Stronghold's tact as part of their own achievement.
Jiang Dali had not expected Feng Sihai, the Stronghold Lord of Swift Wind Mountain Stronghold, to be this accommodating. He had originally intended to display a bit of force, but now there was no need.
"Oh, right, Village Lord Jiang. Look—this is a great gift from your little brother.
"After your brothers arrived that day, this man secretly sought me out and tried to incite me into leading my brothers