Military Camp! A Burden!

Seeing how determined Liu Xian'er was, the golden-armored commander could not say anything.

He was just being kind.

After all, back then, Divine Blacksmith De Lu had an extremely respected status in the City of the Great Emperor and had helped countless people.

Commanders like them had more or less received the favor of Divine Blacksmith De Lu.

Seeing that the token had changed owners, he was worried that the successor of Divine Blacksmith De Lu was bullied.

He took another look at Liu Xian'er's long dress and took a deep breath.

"When the battle begins later, don't be too far away from me. I will protect you. It can also be considered as repaying Lord De Lu for his kindness back then…"

The golden-armored commander promised.

Clearly, he did not want Lord De Lu's only successor to be hurt.

Before Liu Xian'er could react, Chu Feng hurriedly said, "Thank you, Commander!"