C287 Millennium of Calamity

The corner of Mo Beichen's mouth slightly curled up as he softly said, "Not necessarily."

When Kang Yanliang arrived at the drill ground, he saw Mo Beichen in the distance. He was wearing a black robe with his long black hair tied up with a purplish-gold crown. Both of his hands were behind his back.

Kang Yanliang was neither his soldier nor his subordinate, so he was naturally not afraid