Bab 116: More Than 3,300 Cups Of White Melon Juice

Chapter 116: More Than 3,300 Cups Of White Melon Juice

Wang Wen was struck by how frequently the people there used the phrase front line.

His heart skipped a beat.

He patted Mo Ran on the shoulder and comforted him. "Don't worry; there will definitely be fights."

Mo Ran spread his hands helplessly and said, "How are we going to fight? Are you going to fight?"

Wang Wen smiled, walked to the bar counter, and nodded slightly to the horsehead man and the cat lady. He said sincerely, "I'm sorry. We are from the countryside and don't understand the rules. I heard that if we want to join the army, we need to go to the front line. May I ask where we can find the city lord?"

The horsehead man grinned and said, "Don't mind us. When you leave, take a left turn, and you will see the tallest building in the city center. That's the city lord's mansion. He's usually there."