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He sat tall and proud on his horse, exuding youthful vigor and appearing impressively mighty.
"Let's go, join the tribal gathering!"
Chen Qing spurred his horse through the crowd, with Jiang Miaoxian and Liu Guang following him first, then Jiang Yuhu and eight others, with fifty-four samurai at the rear.
The galloping horses stirred up a cloud of dust.
After rushing forward for thirty miles, Chen Qing arrived at the junction where two major roads converged and saw Xuanping, who had been waiting on her Mutant Blood Horse.
Her tribe was much larger than Chen Qing's, with over two hundred people.
Chen Qing rode ahead and exchanged a friendly chest bump with the approaching Yuan Tianfang to greet him, "Yuan, your troops are truly formidable!"
Yuan Tianfang glanced at the eight people behind Chen Qing and laughed, "Can't compare to your Iron Flow Valley producing the Eight Tigers!"
