Chapitre 398: Chapter 152 Naming_3

Suddenly, louder cheers erupted on both sides.

Even before the cheering behind him had died down, the people in front had already bent over, craning their necks for a glimpse of him. Amid such grand attention, Pei Ye, securing his grip on the solid steps of his galloping steed, gradually put aside the nervousness in his heart.

When he had first arrived in the city, he stood in front of Bowang Garden, tattered and clueless, with no acclaim to his name. The innocent boy knew nothing, and his horse was merely for show.

Back then, he couldn't have walked such a path.

A rusty sword signifies a thorny path; an unknown name fears the spring breeze.

But now, it was different.