After dinner, Qin Shaofeng and his group followed the First Steward's instructions and began making their preparations.
Sure enough, someone had long been waiting in front of the City Lord's Mansion.
Just as Qin Shaofeng was wondering how long they would need to wait, he saw a man already standing there. The man wore specially made clothes designed to ward off ghosts and was clearly a fellow warrior.
What astonished them even more was that they actually knew him.
He was the squad captain who had inspected them at the city gate when they had first arrived in Pinghuan City.
The moment the squad captain saw Qin Shaofeng and the others, his face broke into a broad smile.
He quickly stepped forward to greet them.
"I never thought we would truly be fighting side by side, and you all are truly beyond imagination. You only just became guest officials, yet you have already been allowed to join our West Camp. Such a thing has never happened before!" The squad captain acted as though he were exceptionally familiar with them.
In truth.
He met who knew how many people entering the city every day. Naturally, he could not possibly have been as familiar with Qin Shaofeng's group as he appeared to be.
The issue was that he had received an order from the First Steward not long ago, instructing him to come and receive Qin Shaofeng's group.
After thinking it over briefly, he naturally remembered who Qin Shaofeng and his group were.
In order to build a good relationship with such a group of experts, he had carefully recalled every detail from when Qin Shaofeng had entered the city several times over.
After recalling it so many times, he naturally came to feel familiar with Qin Shaofeng and the others.
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