Year 22 of the New Calendar, August 7.
1155 AD.
This afternoon.
Zhang Feng, who stood over 1.9 meters tall, returned from the border, standing outside the official road of South City.
Passersby and travelers, even two passing guards, couldn't help but take a few more glances at Zhang Feng due to his height and exceptionally robust physique.
"Look, look, that person is taller than some small houses!"
"Wow! Such a tall and strong man, he must be a fierce general guarding the border, right?"
"Although I'm a minor officer in the army, I've seen all the generals in the city, never seen him though?"
They curiously glanced a few times, then saw more than thirty soldiers rushing over, standing behind Zhang Feng.
So, they quickly retracted their gaze to avoid unintentionally offending someone who truly appeared like a 'general'.
Simultaneously.
Zhang Feng felt his body and sighed slightly.
The three-year journey to South City had indeed opened up the Blood Qi of his limbs.
