The young man, worried about Baleru's injury beside him, narrowed his eyes. He instantly recognized the smiling woman across from him not due to his extraordinary memory, but because she was too conspicuous.
"Bi Tong'er," those unforgettable eyes.
His tribe had fallen into decline, and such an outstanding young woman was rare among the tribal girls, causing his face to flush slightly and making him hesitant to meet her eyes.
Baleru appeared rough, but his mind was meticulous. He stepped forward, positioning himself before Tiezha He, facing the silent giant opposite him, grinning broadly as he spoke:
"I didn't expect to see the two of you here in Great Qin."
"You're still so thin, haha."
"Besides, Bi Tong'er, you used that word wrongly; 'enemy' is meant for a wife when addressing her husband. Using it for our Young Master is completely inappropriate."
