Pfft!
Mu Zixi immediately burst out laughing.
That laugh set off all thirty-six gate guards; every one of them was struggling not to laugh. But they were guards. They had to be serious. They couldn't laugh!
Pfft!
A brief sound of air leaking came from somewhere.
Xu Xiaoshou looked back. Every face was solemn beyond compare; he had no idea who had made the sound.
The young man opposite him turned green as well. He had not expected Xu Xiaoshou to hold it in for so long, only to come up with such a name.
But...
"Brother, you really recognized me! I knew you wouldn't forget me!" The youth cried as he tried to push aside the spears, only to be struck and sent flying.
Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.
Even a name like Xu Xiaoji, you could accept? Just to enter the City Lord's Manor, you could endure anything!
What was the point?
"Is it really you?" Delight flooded Xu Xiaoshou's face.
The youth, Xu Xiaoji, lay on the ground. He had only managed to struggle halfway up when his legs buckled, and he planted his face into the dirt.
Cursed, Passive Value +1.
He touched the mud on his lips, and tears immediately streamed from his eyes.
"It's me! It's Xiaoji! Brother, you finally remembered!"
A chill ran through Xu Xiaoshou.
When it came to being unable to adapt to local conditions, he bowed only to this guy!
He carefully examined the youth and discovered that there truly was not a trace of spiritual essence within him.
An ordinary person?
Impossible! There was definitely something wrong with this guy! Was he an assassin too? An assassin from Three Incense Sticks? Xu Xiaoshou was not entirely certain, but if an assassin at the Throne level had appeared in