Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The sky in winter always turned dark very early.
When Tang Huaixiao and the others entered the city, it was almost dark. They took out the invitation letter and a soldier led the way to where they would be staying.
The soldiers said with a smile, “Sirs, my surna is Zhao, and my na is Zhao Wu. Everything is prepared. Please follow .”
“If you have any requests, just tell .”
Xia Hongming valued the soldiers very much. As long as they were invited, they would be treated respectfully.
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