Perhaps it was due to the relatively standard accent of the rotund man.
The simultaneous translator smoothly translated his conversation with Wei Boquan into Huaxia without any discrepancies.
Yao Rong watched the rotund man speak eloquently, and couldn't help but frown slightly.
He always felt that something was not quite right.
These refugees, although in tattered clothes, did not have an unhealthy sallow complexion but rather a full face with a hint of redness.
From their actions, it could also be seen that their bodies were quite strong.
It was obvious.
These days, they must have had a sufficient source of food—whether they were overfed or not is another matter, but at least they couldn't have been going day and night hungry.
It should be noted.
Wenqin City faced the same major beast tide as Chixian City, and it's been almost twenty days since the fall of the city.
