Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Xiang Fu Hai is now 138 years old, and Mu Longhe 135. There’s actually not much difference in their ages. Both Xianyang Level powerhouses, they were naturally prominent figures in their respective camps when they were young. They have known each other for at least a century, long before Ba Shang and Chui Mountain developed to the scale of towns.

The relationships among the Nine Towns of Moao South Slope are already extremely delicate. Rather than saying they’ve known each other for over a hundred years, it’s more like they’ve contended in the shadows for a century. What Mu Longhe mentioned is just the most recent interaction. If traced back further, there were confrontations on the battlefield, life-and-death struggles, and even occasions of sitting together for drinks.

Now, with the fall of Ba Shang, Xiang Fu Hai has integrated all of Ba Shang’s people into the Great Xia; as Chui Mountain fell into decline, Mu Longhe was abandoned by Lord Duan Hong, becoming a prisoner of the Great Xia. From now on, they no longer have the need for conflict, completely dropping their guard and reminiscing about the past, with countless indescribable emotions in their hearts.

Their smiles at this moment indeed carry a hint of reconciliation, laughing away past grievances!

Xiang Fu Hai suddenly thought of something, waving his hand repeatedly, ”Brother Mu must remember to change the way you address me in the future. I’m no longer a lord now.”

After nodding, Mu Longhe sighed lightly, ”In truth, Lord Xia Hong need not be so cautious. I am already extremely grateful to have kept my life. How dare I cause further trouble? Besides, even if I had the will, I no longer have the capability. My arms have been severed, the damage to my skeletal structure is too severe, and I’ve even lost my Flying Ability. Having these four young ones escort me will suffice. Why trouble you, Brother Xiang?”

Upon hearing these words, Xiang Fu Hai’s expression turned peculiar, and he replied with a smile, ”Brother Mu, do you think the lord sent me to specifically escort you?”

Isn’t that the case?

Mu Longhe appeared puzzled. He had heard the conversation between the young Silver Order Prison Warden and his father’s military officer, and if it wasn’t for this, what other reason would there be for Xiang Fu Hai to personally travel with him?