King of the West, Joshua Mandor!

The entire place was silent.

Hatcher Murphy's eyes widened in shock.

Sammy Dudley's mouth twitched. To be honest, he was from the northern army and had never seen the commander of the northern army's ninth legion.

The last three regimental commanders were all more mysterious than the last.

Luther Carden and the others would normally not talk about them.

The people below did not know either!

Joshua Mandor had handsome facial features; his face was as sharp as a knife, and his eyebrows were slightly raised. He was like a golden knife as he glanced over. "Why? Do you think I'm not like family?"

"This subordinate does not dare!"

Sammy lowered his head.

"Hatcher Murphy greets the commander of the ninth legion!"

"My alias is Korbin Scamander. When I was in the northern army, the two of you were just ordinary soldiers!"

Joshua said softly.