"That's perfect; it saves me the trouble of finding another inn," Brother Ye smiled.
Xia Dabao suddenly felt that Brother Ye's presence had changed from his usual demeanor in the village. In the village, he spent his days silently farming and taking care of the fruit trees. Apart from being a bit taller, stronger, and having a slightly more refined aura, he didn't seem to stand out.
But now, seeing him speak with Chief Jiang, a term suddenly surged in her mind: the talent of a general or minister!
Nan Feng had already settled Axian, and after dining with Chief Jiang, he led them to a secret chamber filled with numerous files. Chief Jiang asked, "Hero Xia Ye, do you have a particular type of file in mind?"
Brother Ye calmly scanned the files, then asked, "Do you have any information on the Chixia Tribe from the Southern Zhao Country?"
