Hua Gesang watched the young man proudly standing in the air.
The young man had a proud posture and an overwhelming momentum.
It was as if he was no longer a young man, but a War God bathed in blood.
This scene intensely stimulated Hua Gesang's nerves.
Suddenly, Hua Gesang began to laugh, her laughter bright and splendid.
Because in her mind suddenly emerged the image of Xu Nian crawling out of the sand.
That foolish look and the current one, who seemed to dominate the world, were completely different.
A person with great strength, yet for the sake of hiding it, buried himself in sand.
This made Hua Gesang feel both enraged and amused.
At this moment, she also understood,
Why the Iron Blood Mercenary Corps Leader's attitude had made a complete 180-degree turn.
He simply had been frightened by this guy.
And also the image of them riding the same Big-footed Camel, with him holding her waist.