C200 Long Chen

Zhao Xin came to Long Chen's side and bowed respectfully. "Hello, Uncle Long."

Long Chen dismounted and looked at the young man in front of him. He patted Zhao Xin's shoulder with great force and smiled. "Young Lord, you have grown up."

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Suddenly, the three thousand black armored cavalry dismounted and knelt on one knee.

"Greetings, Young Lord!"

"Greetings