Zhao Shengshan walked in the front wearing a brand new black armor.
Lu Hengzhi and another deputy general were half a horse's length behind him.
Lu Hengzhi's armor was silvery white and shiny, and had obviously been wiped very clean, but when the cold white light reflected into his eyes, it carried a sense of coldness and murderousness.
Huang Yunyun stared at Lu Hengzhi below with infatuation. This was her husband, so handsome and heroic. She liked him so much.
As if he had sensed something, Lu Hengzhi turned his head expressionlessly and looked upstairs. When he met her and her family's gaze, the corners of his lips subconsciously curled up in a familiar arc.
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