63 A Visitor

"Western Garrison Liege Lord!"

Jiang Yi's eye glimmered. That man was like a god in a legend—an unparalleled existence. Jiang Yi had worshiped him from a young age and thought that he was a real man, a great hero. Of course, the Liege Lord was the worshiped idol of countless young men of the Divine Martial Kingdom; he was also the dream lover of countless young ladies. There were so many legends of him in the world that had involved him.

"Son of the Western Garrison Liege Lord?"

Jiang Yi's brows quickly frowned. Why would the son of the Western Garrison Liege Lord make Jiang Yi have this feeling of natural resentment and disgust? The feeling was indescribable and extremely ridiculous! This was the first time he saw Jiang Yiliu. He was refined and had an extraordinary bearing; he certainly didn't look like someone who disgusts others.

He pondered for a moment before opening the curtains again to look at the distant Jiang Yiliu.