The moment Lu Chuan saw the burly man he recognized, he understood what was going on.
The three thousand Flying Tiger Soldiers had been divided into three hundred small squads when they entered Cangtu Mountain that day.
To prevent anyone from falsely claiming the bounty, the Martial Accomplishment King Mansion had drawn one man from each of the original three hundred squads and brought them here to confirm the guides' identities.
They're being far too cautious, Lu Chuan thought to himself.
Those people just now hadn't even dared step through the gate. Who would dare come to the Martial Accomplishment King Mansion to claim someone else's reward money?
Not to mention, right under Huang Feihu's nose.
If there was someone like that, then he had to be a... warrior with the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard!
"Little brother, it's already been several days since we came back, and Centurion Wu is still talking about you!"
The soldier from Lu Chuan's team walked over and said with a smile, "He said he wanted to thank you for saving his life. Why haven't you gone to see him?"
Lu Chuan said, "I've been a little busy these past few days and haven't had time. I'll go when I'm free in a couple of days."
"Sorry, I... may have come to the wrong place!"
As they were speaking, a startled voice suddenly came from behind Lu Chuan.
Lu Chuan turned back and saw an honest-looking man stammering with a helpless expression after being stared at by three hundred burly men.
Once Lu Chuan turned around, the gazes fixed on him became three hundred and one pairs.
Because he was close, Lu Chuan could even see cold sweat breaking out on the uncle's forehead as he turned to run.