"Is that so."
Jiang Yuechu remained noncommittal, her gaze sweeping over the faces of the dozen or so men.
Their armor was indeed somewhat damaged, and their faces bore the marks left by the wind and sand, looking utterly disheveled.
Yet, strangely, they all only appeared disheveled.
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