Chapter 1267: Who exactly are you? Mo Ze.
The son of a wealthy merchant in Sunset-Cloud City, in the West Li Dynasty.
Jiang Qingran admitted that, within their little patch of turf in Sunset-Cloud City, the Mo family did wield a certain amount of influence.
But...
"The current marshal of the 1056th Mixed Legion—I seem to remember his surname being Huang."
She recalled what Mo Ze had said before.
"I'll send someone to let him know, so he can look after you."
Jiang Qingran was seventeen.
Mo Ze, meanwhile, was fifteen.
To her, what Mo Ze had said in Sunset-Cloud City roughly half a year ago had been nothing more than the wild fantasies of a boy who knew neither the height of heaven nor the depth of earth.
Yet...
Everything he had said had come true.
Why?
What had happened clearly lay beyond Jiang Qingran's understanding.
On top of that, the official documents she had reviewed over the past two weeks all seemed to announce the same development.
Up to that point, the Golden-Leaf Lion Legion's six divisions had been stationed at six separate passes, each commanded by a Senior General.
But the recent documents each division had sent to Marshal Headquarters all seemed to point toward one thing.
The legion would soon be on the move.
Its six divisions were about to converge, then begin moving toward the northern front.
Everything seemed to have unfolded exactly as Mo Ze had said.
...Who exactly was he?
The question could not help surfacing in Jiang Qingran's mind.
"How does it feel?"
Suddenly, a vaguely familiar boy's voice came from in front of her.
Jiang Qingran opened her eyes.
Standing before her was that utterly unremarkable-looking boy, though after half a year, he seemed to have grown a little taller.
Fifteen