Chapter 89: Really Not Caring About Face at All! (Please Subscribe)_5

The expressions on these people's faces, as well as the aura they emitted, inexplicably resembled those of some students from the Martial Academy who had participated in the martial arts competition between Great Wei and Great Zhou.

Or rather, they were essentially the same group.

As Cheng Guang approached, a group of South Ming's loyalists immediately greeted him with a fist salute, "Princely Heir."

Although their movements were not exactly uniform, they still carried an imposing air, and their voices were quite loud, startling the birds perched on the nearby road.

Steward Wang stepped forward and carefully observed Cheng Guang's expression, asking, "Princely Heir, do you recognize these people?"

"If you don't recognize them, should I send them all away?"

There were quite a number of these people, more than fifty, and Steward Wang did not believe they could be acquaintances of his own Princely Heir.