Yang Family Village.
When Yang Mingwu returned with fifty soldiers, it inevitably attracted countless attentions and discussions.
Many villagers greeted Yang Mingwu enthusiastically.
"Ming Wu, are these all your subordinates?"
"I heard you've become a Deputy Thousand Households? Is that true?"
"Is Uncle Zhengshan doing well?"
"You must remember Uncle Zhengshan's support. We can't forget our roots!"
Listening to the caring and envious words of the villagers, Yang Mingwu's earnest smile stretched wide across his face.
He finally made his way out from the enthusiastic crowd and approached Yang Zhengxiang.
"Clan Leader!"
"Not bad, you've grown robust!" Yang Zhengxiang stroked his long beard, sizing him up.
Compared to the former Yang Mingwu, he now appeared even more stalwart and fierce, but that was if one ignored the naively honest expression on his face.
"How have you been recently, Clan Leader?" Yang Mingwu also sized up Yang Zhengxiang.
