There is such a saying in the imperial city:

"The prince of flowing water, the night watchman of iron!"

At this time, a group of guards of His Royal Highness were discussing among themselves.

In the end, everyone watched helplessly as Ye Feng left the scene with the second son of the Dragon God Sect.

One of the guards of His Royal Highness whispered: "Let's play, let's make trouble, don't make fun of the night watchman."

Another guard of His Highness the Crown Prince nodded and said: "Although we are the guards in front of His Highness the Crown Prince, we cannot afford to offend the Night Watchman. This second son of the Dragon God Sect is really a playboy. It is really unlucky to offend the Night Watchman."

Man, we should hurry up and report this matter to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Long Ao, the eldest son of the Dragon God Sect."

After saying that, a group of His Royal Highness's guards rode their horses and galloped towards the palace.

The group of people watching were all sighing at this moment. They didn't expect that the silver-armored night watchman was so tough and admirable.

The old man who was rescued at this time had an inexplicable look in his old eyes. He seemed to have made some decision and said to the little girl beside him: "Xiao Miao, let's ask about this upright young silver armor."
Chapter completed!