However, unlike the image Jiang Yan had of him, Chen Dai had lost all his dignity at this moment and looked extremely haggard. His beard was unkempt, his hair was a tangled mess, and his clothes were shabby and riddled with holes, leaving him looking utterly tattered.
As he entered the carriage, the air inside grew murky, filling with a foul stench.
Clearly, he had not bathed for many days.
Chen Dai was well aware of his own condition and smiled apologetically.
"Sorry for the trouble, Brother Jiang!"
Jiang Yan slowly shook his head, not minding it in the slightest. Instead, he said with concern:
"Looks like you've had a rough time lately, Brother Chen."
"Has the Ninglu Army still not given up hunting you down?"
Jiang Yan knew that when the Sin Lord had decided to let bygones be bygones with all the major and minor factions in Nanyan City, he had made an exception for the Prefecture Governor's staunchest supporters, intending to wipe them out completely and eliminate any future trouble.
Thus, the Ninglu Army's main operations lately had all been related to the former Prefecture Governor's die-hard forces. The two sides were fighting to the death on various hidden battlefields.
And the Nanyan Army was naturally the staunchest of the former Prefecture Governor's supporters, making it the Ninglu Army's greatest target.
Bone-deep hatred immediately showed in Chen Dai's eyes. He let out a cold laugh.
"Those bastards are like rabid dogs, refusing to let us go. The moment they catch our scent, they chase us down with all their might and use every means at their disposal. They've completely lost their minds!"
Clearly, Chen Dai had been having a very difficult time lately.
The Nanyan Army had been hunted down everywhere by the Ninglu Army, leaving them