บท 1221: Strict Rules

Si Wen Bing didn’t look at the two priests. Instead, he deeply bowed to Ji Wu.

Standing on the city wall, Ji Wu’s outfit was luxurious, made with pure colorful silk. A golden dragon-skin belt was wrapped around his waist, with over ten glowing jade pendants tied on it. He was also wearing a black ice silk hairband, decorated with over ten thumb-sized gemstones. With his hands held behind his body, he stood on the city wall, resplendent with jewels. He seemed to be noble and powerful, just like a divine god. He looked even taller than he actually was.

What about Si Wen Bing ,who was bowing deeply to Ji Wu? As the leader of a flood-control troop, Si Wen Bing had been soaking in the water all the time, fighting against water-kind creatures. He hadn’t rested for many days. His coarse clothes were already ragged, even baring his shoulder and butt.