The Ancestor of the Army (1)

The scene was silent, and no one dared to make a sound.

The woman in armor looked around with a cold smile on her lips, as if she was looking down on everyone present.

"Tell me, why aren't you saying anything? Weren't they quarreling just now? Why aren't they talking now?"

No one answered her, and the whole crowd lowered their heads.

She had suppressed everyone present with the attitude of a woman, and no one was unconvinced.

"Come here." Seeing that no one answered, the woman casually pointed at someone and hooked her finger. The armor on her body rattled.

The person being pointed at was a man dressed like a warrior. His muscles were twisted and he was tall.

However, after being pointed at by this woman, he immediately shrunk his neck and pretended to be very weak.

"I've seen it before... General Ning!"

Ning Weiyue put down his hand and said coldly," The previous wave of people were all dead. What exactly is the situation? Have you understood?""