"Young Master, you're really a friend." Wuyou could feel there was a change in the back figure's voice—a trace of happiness in his cracked voice. Yan looked at the young master. A man whom they had never met before could give such an important thing to the leader. Why? And the back figure in the corner was prostrated with fear at looking at the layout map. The map was drawn in such details that all the forts were pinpointed with the overall distribution. As a person of the Teal Hill, he ...