"Gentlemen, may your martial fortunes prosper." Jie Huangchao said calmly, "Julu, no need to see me off."
"Respectfully seeing off the Skyward Great General!"
Led by Jie Julu, all the heralds bowed to see Jie Huangchao off. Their eyes were filled with reverence and fanaticism, and they wished they could press their foreheads to the ground.
Sun Chaozong's body trembled as he gripped Rat Monk's arm tightly. He was so excited he looked ready to kneel. "Monk, did you see that? Did you see it?! The Skyward Great General's tattoo—damn, that was so freaking cool! I want one too!"
Rat Monk was shaken back and forth by him. "Do you know what that move just now was?"
"Huh? How could I know? I'm just a lousy Second Turn herald. I only got in this time because of you." Sun Chaozong patted Rat Monk on the shoulder. "Damn, I can brag about this experience for the rest of my life. Even when I'm old, I'll be able to tell my grandchildren that I've seen the wide world!"
"Then remember to tell your grandchildren that the Skyward Great General's move just now was called Instant Hell Transformation."
Rat Monk and Sun Chaozong turned around and saw Jie Julu. They immediately lowered their heads in greeting. "Commander Jie!"
"We're all soldiers of the military town. There's no need for so many formalities." Jie Julu smiled. "How was it? You gained quite a lot from this trip, didn't you?"
"Hehe, it was all thanks to the commander's support." Sun Chaozong's grin nearly split his face. "Even if you offered me a hundred years of life in exchange for advancing to the Third Turn, I'd be happy just to have witnessed the Skyward Great General displaying his might."
"Get lost." Jie Julu kicked Sun Chaozong